Hey, in an earlier chapter I said it was Friday so then 'TOMORROW' would be Saturday. There's no school on Saturday, so this is happening Monday and Emmett spend the entire weekend worrying!
This story is waaay OOC…
Song: Witch Doctor by Alvin and the Chipmunks
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Chapter 12: Nerves!
I had spent the entire weekend worrying about Monday. Would I have to expose our secret? Would I be beaten by them and made a social pariah if I didn't? Yikes! No one told me being prep would be so hard!
Monday finally rolled around and, if I had been human, I would be sweating bullets! We all piled into Edward's car and he drove us to school.
As I was walking in the big, tall, scary-looking doors, I heard a shout from behind me. "Yo, Emmett!" It was the football team.
They were looking pretty tough in their matching letter jackets and mean faces. I gulped but it didn't have the same effect as if I had, once again, been human.
"Hey, g-guys!" I was pretty terrified. When it comes down to football players, I'm like a little kitten—shaking and scared.
They walked up, Joe leading them. And except for him, they all looked pretty pissed at me. I guess I could take it as some satisfaction that they all had to look up at me; I was too tall. The fact that they were craning their necks to see me made their scariness less scary.
"Yo, Em, buddy. We need to talk," Joe said. He seemed pretty cheery though, so I wasn't too scared.
"Ok." We fell into step. He was still three inches, or more, shorter than me. It was kinda cool. This big, tough guy was shorter than me and I was scared! What was wrong with me?
We walked for a moment before he started talking. "I've been talking to the team, and they're pretty pissed. Like majorly. So, we've decided to take care of the problem for their pissiness. That would be you. "
I was starting to get nervous again. I really just wanted to bite the guy's head off, but I couldn't. We were in a parking lot. "So what are you gonna do?"
"Well, they thought the best way to relieve their anger would be to serve you the biggest beating you've ever gotten. That's why we're letting you on the team. As defense."
My mouth dropped open. They were gonna let me on the team! Holy crow! This was the coolest thing ever! Who knew they'd turn it around like that! "Yessir!" I grabbed his hand and started shaking it hard. Too hard, he winced in pain. "Oops, sorry!"
"You should be. We'll see you at practice, 3:00 sharp. If you're late, we'll rip you to shreds."
I laughed at the little threat those words held.
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