Page 104 of The Perfect Spiral
“Damn, Alex! I didn’t know you had it in you! Fuck! You looked hot!” I roll my eyes at their outbursts, a blush creeping up my cheeks, and I bury my face in my hands on the table.
I did that commercial and donated 75% of my paycheck to charity, keeping the rest to fund my college education instead of constantly asking Eric for help. A few minutes later, my phone buzzes with a text from Andy.
Andy
You looked smokin’ hot in that commercial! You should see the guys’ faces around me! The look of pure shock on everyone’s face when the camera showed your face!
Andy Jaws are on the floor right now! And a lot of grunts are going around the stadium. So fucking proud of you girl! Surfer hottie xxxx
Alex
Hah! Thanks Andy, it’s a little weird when you watch yourself on TV though. Enjoying it? xxxx
Andy
Having the best time here! Wish you were with us! Enjoying the memories here. It’s amazing, although Knox isn’t playing well at all! Think you can help him out with words of encouragement? xxxx
Alex
Words of encouragement? I’ll try but I’m not very good at this kind of stuff. He probably hates me right now but....Hang on! xxxx
I retreat to my room and slip on Knox’s jersey. I ask Tyler to snap a picture of me in it, his name emblazoned on the back, as I turn my head and flash a smile at the camera.
He takes the photo just as the halftime show wraps up. I catch glimpses of Beyoncé on stage, strutting her stuff... in six-inch heels, putting the rest of us to shame on a night out.
I shoot a text back to Andy with the picture and ask her to show him.
Alex
*picture* Get your shit together Carter I’m not watching you get trashed and I’m not buying another players jersey xx
The players sprint back onto the field, readying themselves for the second half, and I see my family and his frantically waving, trying to catch his attention.
They finally succeed, and the commentators are left wondering what’s happening. He jogs over to the sideline, the high-pitched screams from the girls in that section reverberating through the speakers of my TV.
Andy grins down at him and hands him her phone. He looks up at her, confusion etched on his face, then looks down at the phone in his hand, reading the message I sent her.
A slow grin spreads across his face as he looks back up at her. He shakes his head, chuckling, and I see him start to type a response. I watch the three dots on my phone, waiting for his message to come through.
Andy
I wish you were here for this! This is for you baby doll, thank you :) xx
Andy
P.s. Nice commercial by the way! ;)
After reading the message, he hands Andy back her phone and jogs back to his team, a smile playing on his lips.
I feel a surge of happiness knowing I helped him maintain a positive mindset for the second half of the game. Hopefully, they can pull off a win. I find myself praying for their victory.
The second half is a nail-biter, but The Giants manage to match The Steelers 25-25, then start to pull ahead, thanks to Knox’s on-fire arm.
He nails every throw, pushing the score to 25-36 with just a few minutes remaining. The Steelers fight back as hard as they can, and boy, do they put up a fight.
But in the end, The Giants’ dominant defensive play prevents any further touchdowns from The Steelers. The whistle blows, signaling the end of the game and The Giants’ victory.
My eyes widen as I sit at the kitchen table, my feet propped up on the table, still clad in the jersey and tight gym shorts.
