So another one so soon! Who loves me?

Chapter 1

Part 2:

"You're barely waking
And I'm tangled up in you."

For most people, even most of my teammates Sunday morning is the day they take off but for me and Charlie we go to our obligatory mass ceremony and I dive right back into the world of football.

As we walked from the cathedral I loosened my tie and Charlie smiled at me.

"I left my jacket last night at that girl's dorm."

I groaned, "You're going to go back there aren't you?"

He smiled again and nodded vigorously. "You could come you know. Her friend was pretty cute and maybe it's time you had another fling."

I looked at him as we turned left to avoid the masses of the football fanatics that fill our school every home game weekend. "You just told me last night that I have far too many flings and you and I both know what you have planned for that girl is definitely not classified as a fling."

He shrugged his shoulders defensively and replied, "I couldn't stop thinking about her all night. Sean just let me have this one last one and then I won't look at another girl for the rest of the season."

A group of drunk, older guys (despite it merely being 10:45 in the morning) passed us coated and Notre Dame memorabilia and I pointed at them. "See them Charlie that's what we're fated to become, Alumni. But unlike them we have football so at least when we come back here to get plastered with memories we won't just be some damn rejected fathers; we'll be famous and rich pro players."

Charlie rolled his eyes. "Yes, yes I get it and in order to become said pro players we must attribute 100 percent of our focus to the game." He stopped talking and we walked on for a moment. "I'm still going to see her though."

I groaned. "I'm not getting you out of whatever mess you create," I said sternly but her smiled surely at me and patted me on the back.

"Sure you are. You love my dramas they keep you young." He released my back and turned off in the direction of the girls dorms. "You could still come you know."

I shook my head at him. "I've got to go see coach anyway," I shouted at his retreating form and he waved over his shoulder to show he'd heard me.

I smiled then set off toward the faculty quarter. At least he knew what he wanted.

"Cam, get out of bed this exact instant!" I distantly heard Megan shouting across our dorm and instead of rolling out of bed I pulled my pillow over my head.

Despite the pillow muffling all outside noises Megan seemed to get louder when she said forcefully, "Cam if you don't get up this exact instant you will highly regret it!"

I rolled over but still had no intentions of rising from my snuggled spot in my pillows. "Why? What time is it?"

She knew me too well to know that no matter what time it really was it wasn't late enough to get me out of that bed, so instead she grabbed my comforter and ripped it from my grasp.

"Cam, it's Sunday and if you don't get your skinny little ass out the door in the next five minutes we'll miss omelet day in the Dining Hall. I know you love omelet day; you practically wait all week for it and I just thought I'd be a good best friend and warn you that your window of opportunity-"

"Jesus Meg I'm up. I'm up!" I growled rolling off the side of my bed and crawling down the ladder to the first floor only to step on the pair of heels I'd been wearing last night to the party. "Do I have to change?" I asked groaning and searching through my tightly packed stacks of clothing for my favorite pair of sweatpants.

Megan then came back over to my side of our tiny living area and tossed the exact pair of pants I'd been looking for. "That freaks me out when you do that. Makes me feel like you're reading my mind."

She snorted and sat down at the computer space that existed underneath my raised bed and I saw her type out an away message for me to leave up. "You know my little sister and parents read those so don't write anything profane please."

She swiveled on the chair to face me with her eyebrows raised. "Yes, because I'm such a profane person compared to you?" she asked smiling.

I held up my hand to indicate for her to stop. "I cannot fully argue with you before I've pumped at least two cups of coffee through my system, and I maintain that you're a naughty little girl at heart."

She smiled and stood up as I almost collapsed trying to put on my pants. "Cam you could take it a bit easier at these parties, sometimes you worry me."

I rolled my eyes. "Okay mother dearest," I said mocking.

She sighed. "We should ask DJ to come to breakfast with us she had to spend all last night writing some paper or other."

I scowled at such a thought, "Do we have to? I don't see why we have to be punished because she chose to be a Pre-Med student. Loons the lot of them."

Megan checked her watch then swung open our dorm's door fully prepared to barrel right through it when she noticed a figure standing in her path.

"I'm sorry I left my jacket here last night and the girl in the common told me I should come ask you for it," Charlie Monroe said smiling broadly at Megan.

She honestly looked as if she might swoon.

"What's it look like?" I asked smiling but at the same time mentally rolling my eyes at the two of them.

He looked over at me as if he'd just noticed I was there. "Um it's my letter jacket, it says Monroe on it."

I checked Megan's watch as she just stood there as if in a trance. "Listen Charlie we have two minutes to get to SBDH before they cut off the omelet line. You think you can stop back by later and we'll send out a real search party for it?"

Megan smiled with a dreamy look plastered on her face and added sweetly, "Or you could just come with us to breakfast and then we could look when we get back."

Charlie looked back to her and smiled again. "I love omelets."

It came as no surprise when after we finally made it to the Dining Hall and I finally got my omelet that the two of theirs sickening faces (and maybe partly the consumption of alcohol the night before) made me wish I'd gotten something a bit lighter on the stomach.

"So you did so awesome in that game yesterday," Megan said dreamily across the table to Charlie leaning closer to him, despite the barrier, with every word as if she was an insect being drawn toward the light.

I almost had to snort because despite the win against Purdue he'd been the worst receiver of the game, but to Megan all that classifies a person for having a good game is how he looks in those ridiculous gold pants.

Charlie leaned back in his chair and I was surprised to see no evidence of cockiness on his face. He sighed, "That was probably my worst game yet. Sean kept throwing me perfect passes and for some reason I just couldn't catch them."

Megan leaned forward even more her eyes shining. "The season's still early I'm sure you'll do much better this week."

Charlie smiled. "If I know you're watching the game, then I'm sure I will."

I coughed into my bowl of Fruit Loops and both of them looked over at me. "I'm sorry but that was such a line," I replied to their scolding faces and Charlie smiled.

"It was kind of corny wasn't it?" he asked looking back to Megan.

She smiled sweetly. "Just a little."

"Just a lot," I tacked on for her.

Charlie tossed his napkin over his empty omelet plate. "I'm so full. How do you ladies eat so much every week?"

I smiled at him and slurped some of the milk from my cereal. "Well first of we don't eat three omelets like you but instead only one," I said smiling at him.

Megan pushed in her chair and stood up. "Plus we really only wake up early enough for breakfast one day a week so most of the time this is our only breakfast."

Charlie and I pushed in our chairs and followed Megan carrying our trays to the dish washing contraption.

"So what do you ladies have planned for the rest of the day?" Charlie asked slipping up next to Megan so I tagged along behind the two of them.

Megan smiled at him as we broke through the doors into the glowing sunshine. "We actually have football practice."

Charlie looked impressed. "You ladies play football?"

Megan smiled back. "Mostly just Cam does, I'm horrible," which is true she is, "but we play for our dorm house, yes."

Charlie turned back to me walking backward so he could watch me. "What position do you play?"

I opened my mouth to reply but Megan beat me to it, "She's basically the only one of us with any talent so we made her quarterback."

This time when Charlie looked back at me he seemed much more impressed and almost a little shocked. "Really? I'll have to get Sean to share a few tips with you."

I rolled my eyes and snorted. "Spare me."

Then Charlie's eyes lit up and he stopped walking right in the middle of the path. "Does someone have a thing against my boy Sean?"

I stopped and looked at him not really understanding why he was smiling. "You're boy Sean, no matter how good of a football player he is, is a major ass hole."

"Cam!" Megan started to reprimand me but I held up my hand to her protests.

"Based on the fact that you two are so buddy-buddy I can only assume that you are an ass as well which is unfortunate for you because you need my approval to ever get to that," I said pointing to Megan.

"I feel as though your good graces aren't going to come easy are they?"

I nodded yes in reply to Charlie's question.

"This is going to be something I'll have to work pretty hard for, isn't it?"

I nodded again.

He looked at Megan, who stood there silently in her jeans and "Go Irish!" t-shirt, as if he was a examining a problem then turned back to me smiling. "That's fine because she's well worth it."

Hey yey I found the bar thingy! Go me! Thanks for your help Rxc!

It's new and fast and that's why I love it!

Everyone have a great week because I know I will especially if you review.

p.s. Sorry there was less Sean than I know you probably wanted.