Chapter 8
"Good morning boys!" Coach Samuels said happily, walking around the weight room wood floor in front of us.
We were lined up against the mirror, while he walked in front of us, acting really creepy actually.
It was 7 in the morning.
Sunday morning.
"Don't ya'll have church?" I groaned, rubbing my tired eyes.
"This ain't Texas." Hank rolled his eyes from down the line.
"What were you up to last night?" Coach Samuels asked, standing directly in front of me.
I stood up a little bit straighter.
"I was at Nolan's." I replied.
"And then?"
"And then I went home."
"And then?"
"And then I talked to my friend on the phone."
"And then?"
"And then I went to sleep."
"And then?"
"And then I was woken up at the crack of dawn by you in my bedroom. What is this? A police interrogation?" I raised my eyebrows.
Coach Samuels narrowed his eyes at me before turning to face Brian.
"What were you up to last night?" Coach Samuels asked him.
"I was at home?"
"And then?"
"I was on Skype with my girlfriend all night."
"And then?"
"And then Jason came home and talked my ear off about his- about the girl he used to mess around with this summer." Brian replied.
That was a complete lie.
But it made me look like such a wuss in front of the team.
He'd pay for it later.
"And then?"
"And then I went to sleep." Brian replied.
Another lie.
But Coach didn't need to know that.
"What's going on?" Buddy asked from down the line.
"Someone was drinking last night. And I'm going to find out who." He announced, walking away from Brian and I.
I subtly looked at Brian, who was staring straight ahead, his jaw set.
"Well it ain't me. Ya'll know that." Hank laughed.
"Quiet please." Coach said once everyone had started laughing.
"How do you know someone was drinking?" Someone asked.
Coach held up an empty beer can.
I instantly relaxed.
That type of beer made me gag. He'd caught someone else other than Brian and I last night.
Thank goodness.
"I found this, on the football field after I was called by a policeman at 2 in the morning. I will assure you, I will find out who you are, and you will be benched for the next two games." Coach Samuels said.
My eyes widened.
"That much for just having a drink?" I asked in shock.
"Things may be different in Texas, Charleston, but I assure you, underaged drinking will not be tolerated." Coach Samuels said, walking towards me.
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