Sunday, 5:30 A.M...

It was game day and Shane was currently trying to get his last half hour of sleep before he had to head to the school for the last minute preparations. They didn't have that luxury the previous week, since it was an away game and they of course had school that day. He remembered what Seth told him a few days before, and in response, he went to bed around 8, way earlier than usual so he could get as much rest as possible. All of a sudden, a loud knock on his door woke him up from his peaceful slumber. He shot up from his bed in shock from the loud noise. He groaned and rubbed his face with his hands.

"Dad must've left his keys in the house again. He's pretty early though. Guess they let him go home earlier this time." He thought. He lazily got up from his bed, stretched, and made his way to the front door. As he walked, the knocking got even louder.

"Alright, dad! I'm coming, chill!" He said annoyed.

He opened the door and safe to say, it wasn't his father. There stood none other than a very annoyed Alexa Bliss. She had her arms folded in her cheerleader outfit.

"Short Stuff? What are you doing here?" He asked tiredly.

"Don't call me that. Where were you last night?" She demanded.

"What? I had to go to sleep early. The game, remember?"

"So? You still could've come over! Did you forget that there's no one but me in my house?!"

Shane smirked.

"So, what you're saying is, you missed me."

Alexa blushed.

"What?! No, I was... I just... I don't like being alone, that's all."

"Yeah, sure. But seriously, why are you here?"

"Well, we both have to be at the school early, so I thought I'd wake you up. You weren't answering your phone, so I came here myself, lazy."

Shane smiled.

"I knew you cared about me."

"Shut up, Price."

"Come on in, you can watch TV or something while I get ready. I can't exactly leave my house like this."

Alexa looked at him and gasped. She hadn't realized at first, but the boy was shirtless with just basketball shorts. Once again, she blushed, and covered her eyes.

"Yeah-yeah that seems like a good idea. Just.. Hurry up, okay?"

Alexa followed Shane into his home and sat down on the couch. She had never actually been inside of his house before, so this was a new experience for her. It was much smaller than she was used to. From what she could tell, there was only one bathroom and two bedrooms. There was no staircase leading to anywhere, and the kitchen was right by the living room. Shane smirked as he watched the petite princess analyze his house.

"Yeah, my house is a lot more modest than yours to say the least. I love it though."

"That's good. Now, for the love of god, Price. Go get ready! I'm a girl. You're not supposed to just walk around half-naked like that in front of me. Have you no shame?"

"My apologies, your highness. I shall prepare myself at once." He said in a British accent while bowing. He then went into the bathroom to freshen up.

Alexa sighed.

"He's such an idiot."


Football Locker Room, 10:30 A.M...

"Alright, boys. Are you prepared to dominate?" Coach Helmsley asked his team.

"YEAH!" They yelled in response.

"No. Not good enough. Are you ready?"

"YEAAAH!"

"NO! I SAID, ARE. YOU. REAAADY?!"

The team went insane.

"FUCK YEAH!" They all yelled in unison.

"SO LET'S GET OUT THERE, AND PLAY SOME MOTHERFUCKING FOOTBALL!"

At the sound of that the team, still screaming their young brains out mind you, ran out of the locker room and on to the field. The bleachers were filled with their classmates and parents, along with the rival team's classmates and parents. It was a very competitive atmosphere to say the least. When they were finished hyping the crowd up, the other team came out, led by the school's former star quarterback, Roman Reigns.

Shane looked over at Seth, who had his helmet in his hand, glaring at the opposition. He could tell that he was getting worked up, so he tried to calm him down a little. He walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Yo, Seth. Take it down a notch. Remember, the angrier you get, the more mistakes you make. You're our main guy, so we need you 100% focused. Don't let Roman get inside your head before the game even starts, okay? Keep cool."

Seth nodded understandingly.

"You're right, Cash. I just really need to prove-

Shane cut him off.

"Ah, ah, ah. You don't need to prove anything. Just go out there, and kick ass like you normally do. This is just like any other game. The most important thing is to have fun. Don't ruin it with all this added stress for no reason."

Seth smiled.

"Yeah. That is the most important thing. I'm glad you joined the team. It seems like whenever you're around, things just seem more laid back and mellow."

"Hey, maybe I have like, magical powers or something." Shane joked.

Seth laughed and playfully smacked his teammate on the back.

"Whatever, bro."

He walked away, leaving Shane with the rest of the team on the sideline, while he, Cody, and Big E all jogged to the middle of the field to begin the coin toss that decided who got the ball first. Shane turned around and headed over to the water cooler to get one last drink before it was time to go to work. As he was getting his water, he looked up and saw the cheerleaders finishing up the cheer they had started earlier to hype up the crowd. They finished, and faced forward to the field. Of course, with Alexa being the head cheerleader, she was front and center. Meaning, she was currently right in front of Shane. He looked at her through the cage on his helmet and smiled. She saw this and gave a little smirk back.

"Alright ladies! Knock em dead out there today, alright! If we gotta bust our asses, then so do you, damnit!" Shane joked as he acted as a drill seargent toward the squad.

The girls all reacted in a combination of smiling and laughing. Alexa was the only one with a smirk.

"Oh, don't you worry about us. We'll do our job. Maybe even better than you do yours." She responded on behalf of the whole cheer squad.

"OOOOOOOOH!" They all yelled in exaggerated voices.

Shane laughed.

"Hey, sometimes miracles do happen. Hell, the fact that you're talking to me right now at all and it's not in anger is a miracle in itself." He said to Little Miss Bliss. He then directed his attention to the rest of the group.

"Well, as much fun as it is talking with you lovely people, I have some balls to catch, pause. Remember what I said, knock em dead! Oh! And I got bars! I'm on fire today!"

He jogged back over to his team, leaving the cheerleaders . The cheerleader beside Alexa, Peyton, nudged her on the shoulder.

"Hey, I thought you couldn't stand that kid." She inquired.

Alexa shrugged.

"Maybe, but what can I say? The idiot's entertaining."


4th Quarter, 1:24 P.M...

The score was 14 to 7, and our boys were winning, with 2 minutes and 25 seconds left in the game. The whole game had been pretty competitive all throughout. The away team had scored the first touchdown of the game, with Roman rushing about 25 yards to get the points on the board. Their kicker made the field goal afterwards, so they started off leading 7 to 0. Luckily, Seth came back and threw an impressive 50 yard deep pass to Shane for a touchdown of their own. The kicker, and resident pretty boy, Tyler Breeze made his own respective field goal, and just like that, the scored was tied. No one scored again until the end of the 3rd Quarter, when Cody rushed for 10 yards for a touchdown. He actually almost cost the team the points, since the dance he did in the endzone was dangerously close to unsportsmanlike conduct.

"Hey, it's not my fault the refs can't handle my smooth ass dance moves." He'd go on to say.

"Cody, you dance worse than my grandfather after he's had at least 6 bottles of Heineken in him. And he's a fucking alcoholic." Shane said.

Bad dancing aside, they were in the lead by one touchdown. Now, the away team was in possession of the football. They were going with a passing offense for the last few minutes of the game. Roman was trying his best to lead his team to victory, throwing passes to whoever he felt was open. However, the defense was too strong for the quarterback. The final nail in the coffin, was when they were on 4th Down. They had no choice but to go for it. Roman dropped back to lace a long one, but couldn't find any open receivers. Next thing he knew, Big E was right there to tackle him to the ground. The game was all but over at this point, and safe to say, Roman wasn't a happy camper. He stormed over to the sidelines, ripped his helmet off, and threw it on the ground. Seth looked at this from his own sideline with confusion.

"He never acted like that back when he played for us."

Shane shrugged.

"Maybe he started believing his own hype. They blew his head up to the point where he thought he was invincible."

"I guess you're right."

After a little bit, the game ended. Before they left, Roman ran over to the other team's side to greet his former team.

"Big E! You still hit hard man. Seriously, that frickin hurt."

"You know it!" He responded while flexing his right arm.

"Cody! Still got some... interesting celebration tendencies, I see."

"Man, don't be jealous of my moves."

"Trust me, I'm not."

Finally, he got to Seth.

"Hey, little man. You really came through for your team tonight. I'm glad you came into your own as a starter."

"You taught me a lot, man." Seth said.

"That may be true, but you really improved. I'm proud of you, man. I'm not being sarcastic when I say this. You might be better than me at this point."

Seth's eyes lit up.

"But how?"

Roman stuck his fist out.

"That's for you figure out on your own."

The two former teammates fist bumped, and Roman went away.

"Wow." Seth said to himself, "This year's gonna be crazy."

Meanwhile, Shane had his own business to take care of. Specifically, with the cheerleaders. He cockily walked over to them with his helmet off.

"So, how would you say we did?"

Alexa rolled her eyes.

"I guess you did, alright. We still did better though."

Shane raised his eyebrows.

"How so?"

"You won cause our cheers gave you the energy you needed to win." Emma chimed in.

"You know what? You're right. I am greatly indebted to you ladies. My apologies for my ignorance." He said in a fake British accent, similar to the one he uses to tease Alexa sometimes. Alexa, wasn't a big fan of that. She felt a small twinge of jealousy when he did it. A small part of her brain told her that just like the soothing voice he used on her sometimes, that accent was for her and her only. She quickly shook those thoughts from her mind.

"Anyway, I gotta leave. I'm tired, and I wanna go home. See you guys later."

He headed to the locker room, and the cheerleaders headed to their respective locker room. After he finished changing, he received a text message on his phone. He pulled his phone from his jacket to see who it was from. It was from Alexa and it read, "Good job moron. Meet me at my house tonight. U better show up!"

Shane chuckled to himself.

"Yeah, she totally missed me last night."