Page 10 of Players and Pages
"Did you get any sleep?" Cy asked as he plated the eggs.
"Not a wink," I admitted.
"Shit, maybe you should skip practice and sleep. Coach is going to drill your ass if you start yawning," Jackson said.
"Yeah, I know, but you two will get that if I don't show," I reminded them.
"Guess you'll just have to play harder tonight so you can get some rest," Cy smirked.
"Well, if you two do your jobs, I won't have anything to do besides dance," I told them as I grabbed a plate and held it out for Cy to scrape some eggs onto it.
I was a zombie the entire way through breakfast. Thankfully, Cy drove us to practice and I dozed in and out on the way.
Of course, I was rudely torn from sleep when something icy cold was pressed against my cheek.
“What the fuck, man?” I growled, sliding away and blinking my eyes open. Cy was looking down with a grin on his face. “Asshole.”
“Rise and shine, Griff. Coach is already out front,” Jackson said. I nodded in thanks as I popped open the cold energy drink they’d, apparently, stopped to grab on the way.
The crisp, bubbly drink burned in the best way as I chugged it all in one go before tossing the can in the bag and climbing out.
Coach would be all over me if he saw me carry that crap in. He was always going on about taking care of our bodies. They even catered in lunch during practice. Though, it was always healthy and lacked any actual flavor.
As we walked up to the front, Coach eyed us. “You’re being summoned to the media team’s office first. They have you for twenty minutes, don’t waste it.”
“Yes, sir,” I offered, giving him a nod and heading for the locker room. We tucked our things away since we were already dressed in our workout gear.
“That means more choreo. Today is not a good day for this,” Jackson groaned before it turned into a yawn. “I barely slept as well. Though, far more than Griff, I’d wager.”
“I slept great. Dreams of my redhead omega and those biteable curves,” Cy said in a tone that was faraway. Asshole probably did dream about her. He was the only one to see her face up close and I kind of wanted to dick punch him for it.
We headed over to the media room. It was part office, part open dance studio. We had a team that ran our socials, followed trends, and they made us do videos fairly often. But we’d just done a big round at the end of last week and usually they had at least two weeks in between unless they called us in for something quick.
Seeing every team member in here didn’t give me the warm fuzzies.
“There’s a new trend, boys. We have to hit it while it’s hot,” Mandy sang out. I swear the girl must eat cotton candy for every meal. Not only did the omega smell like it, a cloying sweetness that was a bit much, but she exuded a hyper happiness that never waned.
Not even when we dragged our feet.
Though, in truth, not one of us truly hated the entertainment side. Hyping up the crowd and dancing on field was fun and the energy it gave us for games was unmatched.
“This one isn’t too hard, just a few steps and we only have twenty minutes, so warm up, boys!” she cheered. Even her teamwinced at the high pitched squeal. This girl loved her job. Which was exactly why she had our videos going viral.
We stretched while Mandy and her team huddled together, working out how to break down the trend for us.
When we were done, she started the music. No part of me thought she would break outThrillerby Michael Jackson.
“We’re a few months early, aren’t we?” Henry called out in a huff. It wasn’t playful, he was just being a dick.
She completely missed the annoyance and let out a musical laugh she truly had to practice to make that melodic.
“No, silly. It’s almost Summerween. A bunch of businesses in town are going to be decorating and, apparently, it’s a thing all across the country. Some big companies are throwing out their own versions and we were directly challenged to participate by some persistent fans.”
The last thing I wanted to do was learn the choreo but I dutifully followed along. Thankfully, it was just the first portion of the song.
“Even better, we will be performing it at the game this weekend. A dance battle of sorts against the Batty Batters,” she said with a flurry of clapping.
Of course, the half goth team would be all over this trend.
