My Best Friend

Chapter 55 ~ Master of Deception

Sean

"That was a really good workout Sean. You're right under your projected weight, endurance checks out and your agility looks good, man you're ready," Jeremy said making notes in his I-Pad.

"I feel good actually. No aches or pains. To be honest it's the best I've felt in a long time."

"Terrific! Hopefully you guys will have a great season."

"I'm predicting we will. I spoke to Lizzy and she's interested in doing the cooking segment. I gave her your number and she should be in touch."

"Cool. Is she still moving here?"

"It's a possibility." I didn't quite tell him the truth, as I've heard he can be a gossiper.

"Well I'll give my report to Coach. I'll check you out later." We shook hands and he walked away.

I wiped the sweat off my face and cleaned off the machine.

"Man, Jeremy trying to kill a brother, and Bobby trying to starve me, I mean I'm two pounds from quota," Jarreau said coming to sit next to me. "I even ate some of your chicken and veggies."

"Jarreau you're still partying, eating fast food and drinking. I told you to lay off those things. A hard head makes a soft behind."

"Do you even know what that means? That's a black thang bro."

"Actually I do, hello?"

"What does it mean? Huh without google!"

"It means that you don't listen to reason and now you're paying the piper. You insist on making the same stupid mistakes after I told you not to do it so now your ass is grass and so Jeremy and Bobby are mowing it."

"Shut up, you make me sick too." He poked out his lip.

"The truth hurts, huh big boy. I bet you will leave them chili cheese, jalapeño, bacon fries with sour cream alone for now."

"It's only two pounds. All I need is two Taco Bell cheesy quesadillas or a double whopper from Burger King."

I looked at him funny.

"Those places are natural booty cleaners, I just need to shit it out."

"TMI!" I yelled out scrunching up my nose.

"It's the truth. It's like a natural African witch doctor herb. You can't tell me that you have never had one of those powerful shits that left you dehydrated or weak. I mean it gives a whole new meaning to the phrase, "you full of shit." It feels so good that your ass is thanking you because that was the best shit everrrrrrrr."

"J, your ass is nasty and why are we talking about shitting? You're disturbed in the head I tell ya."

"Man't instead of two pounds, if I double that I'll be ten under par." He stood up rubbing his stomach and repeating some stupid chant of made up words.

Ok I couldn't help myself from laughing as he pretended to sing and move around doing some kind of dance where he started to do the robot. To be honest he was looking like he was having convulsions.

We were laughing so hard that we hadn't noticed someone had walked in staring at us. We heard giggles and we both turned.

"Oh shit!" he whispered, damn near about to fall to his knees. He quickly stopped and stood at attention as if he was in the military. He startled me and then I saw who had caused his radical movement.

"Well, well, well if it ain't Mutt and Jeff," Naomi said laughing walking in. Arianna was still standing by the door frame with a smile on her face. Jarreau looked like he rather be some place else. Was he starting to sweat?