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Edward Cullen/cool ass career
Emmett sits on the edge of my gurney.
"You gonna be okay if this is the end of your career?"
I nod my head.
At least, I think I do.
"Yeah, Imma be fine. Second to the last game of the season, and we graduate in May."
We were never bowl worthy anyway.
I'm glad I played it safe and decided to get my bachelor's degree. I've already been offered a job, and after I finish school, I'll be an ethical hacker. Breaking into security systems and finding bugs sounds pretty damn awesome. At least, I think so.
I'm sure I can manage without a fully functional dominant hand.
I frown and hold up my right hand, the one that isn't obviously beyond broken.
"Fuck me." I groan.
"Edward Anthony!" Mom gasps.
"But, Mom ..."
