Now."
"All right. Let's wake up the rest of our leadership group and make some hard decisions." I moved toward the coffee pot. “Parks and Jessie are in the middle of that orgy, but Geoff is probably in his room. I'll grab him and you grab the others. Let's go out back beneath the big oak tree." I turned to work on getting a cup of liquid caffeine. I was getting too damn old to be up babysitting some idiot freshman all night. William was on his last straw with me. I'd have to see how the other guys felt, but I was pretty sure either way, the kid had one foot out the door.
"Why drugs?" I mumbled to myself and filled up a mug with coffee before jogging back upstairs and knocking on Geoff's door. "Get up, fucker. Leadership meeting."
He groaned from behind the door and said something, but I'd already turned and headed back toward the kitchen by that time. He would come or we would make the decision without him.
"Did you stay here all night?" Parks turned and blinked a few times in an exaggerated manner, as if I were a part of a dream he couldn't shake.
"Yes, fucker. I did." I stopped behind them and turned my attention to Jayce. "You rule this one. It's going to be all yours in a few months."
"Or so we think." He rolled his eyes and nodded toward the house as the door slammed behind me. "You managed to get the old man up? You get extra points."
Geoff wasn't a day older than Jayce, but the poor guy was balding and had as many grey hairs as my sixty-year-old father. He blamed it on bad genetics. Said his father slept with a gypsy and he was the one wearing the curse for his old man's indiscretion. It was bullshit, but made for a fun Friday night story.
"All right. Here's the rub. William Tanner is a freshman in our camp, and he's been warned twice now about his drug problem. We need to make some decisions after the situation last night." Jayce was far more upset than he should have been over William once again getting ahold of a shitty strand of marijuana.
"And why don't you explain exactly what happened last night, just so the rest of these monkeys are clear what went down. Half of them were drunk off their asses by the time I got here." I brushed my fingers across my lips and moved over as Geoff shuffled up beside me.
"I was balls deep in Lizzy. Man, I love that girl. I'm gonna-"
"Ask her to marry you," we all repeated in a sing-song voice. Geoff was forever in love with Lizzy, and yet, other than the occasional pity-fuck, she'd have nothing to do with him.
"Will sat out of the game yesterday because he was vomiting up his guts in the bathroom due to overdoing it the morning before." Jayce glanced over at me and let out a long sigh. "I know you think it was weed. I think the idiot took a hit of meth."
"Meth?" My eyes widened. "Why do you think that?"
Weed was one thing, but if the kid was getting into hard core drugs, then we had a serious situation on our hands. There was no way in hell I was getting popped for drugs on the team premises and having all of us going down, but on a more personal level - I wasn't holding another guy while he died in my arms. My brother was the one and only.
"I just do, Lucas. I think he took another hit after the game."
"After I roughed him up?" I could feel the vein in the side of my head start to pound. Not only had the little shit given up a great opportunity to play against the best team in the country the day before, but God only knew what would have happened that night with me and Aubrey. I was ready to take her to my bed, and she sure as fuck seemed willing. Not that I could blabber that truth in front of her brother. He was going to kill me for sure.
"You didn't rough him up, but I think that should be our course of action." Jayce looked around the circle. "It's our call as to whether we turn him in to Coach Billows. We can take care of this ourselves, or we can let Coach deal with it, but you know they'll have a full investigation to cover their asses, and what else are
"All right. Let's wake up the rest of our leadership group and make some hard decisions." I moved toward the coffee pot. “Parks and Jessie are in the middle of that orgy, but Geoff is probably in his room. I'll grab him and you grab the others. Let's go out back beneath the big oak tree." I turned to work on getting a cup of liquid caffeine. I was getting too damn old to be up babysitting some idiot freshman all night. William was on his last straw with me. I'd have to see how the other guys felt, but I was pretty sure either way, the kid had one foot out the door.
"Why drugs?" I mumbled to myself and filled up a mug with coffee before jogging back upstairs and knocking on Geoff's door. "Get up, fucker. Leadership meeting."
He groaned from behind the door and said something, but I'd already turned and headed back toward the kitchen by that time. He would come or we would make the decision without him.
"Did you stay here all night?" Parks turned and blinked a few times in an exaggerated manner, as if I were a part of a dream he couldn't shake.
"Yes, fucker. I did." I stopped behind them and turned my attention to Jayce. "You rule this one. It's going to be all yours in a few months."
"Or so we think." He rolled his eyes and nodded toward the house as the door slammed behind me. "You managed to get the old man up? You get extra points."
Geoff wasn't a day older than Jayce, but the poor guy was balding and had as many grey hairs as my sixty-year-old father. He blamed it on bad genetics. Said his father slept with a gypsy and he was the one wearing the curse for his old man's indiscretion. It was bullshit, but made for a fun Friday night story.
"All right. Here's the rub. William Tanner is a freshman in our camp, and he's been warned twice now about his drug problem. We need to make some decisions after the situation last night." Jayce was far more upset than he should have been over William once again getting ahold of a shitty strand of marijuana.
"And why don't you explain exactly what happened last night, just so the rest of these monkeys are clear what went down. Half of them were drunk off their asses by the time I got here." I brushed my fingers across my lips and moved over as Geoff shuffled up beside me.
"I was balls deep in Lizzy. Man, I love that girl. I'm gonna-"
"Ask her to marry you," we all repeated in a sing-song voice. Geoff was forever in love with Lizzy, and yet, other than the occasional pity-fuck, she'd have nothing to do with him.
"Will sat out of the game yesterday because he was vomiting up his guts in the bathroom due to overdoing it the morning before." Jayce glanced over at me and let out a long sigh. "I know you think it was weed. I think the idiot took a hit of meth."
"Meth?" My eyes widened. "Why do you think that?"
Weed was one thing, but if the kid was getting into hard core drugs, then we had a serious situation on our hands. There was no way in hell I was getting popped for drugs on the team premises and having all of us going down, but on a more personal level - I wasn't holding another guy while he died in my arms. My brother was the one and only.
"I just do, Lucas. I think he took another hit after the game."
"After I roughed him up?" I could feel the vein in the side of my head start to pound. Not only had the little shit given up a great opportunity to play against the best team in the country the day before, but God only knew what would have happened that night with me and Aubrey. I was ready to take her to my bed, and she sure as fuck seemed willing. Not that I could blabber that truth in front of her brother. He was going to kill me for sure.
"You didn't rough him up, but I think that should be our course of action." Jayce looked around the circle. "It's our call as to whether we turn him in to Coach Billows. We can take care of this ourselves, or we can let Coach deal with it, but you know they'll have a full investigation to cover their asses, and what else are
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