Monday Night

Mark was on his way back to East Hall, limping the entire time. The sophomore was coming back from a football training session at the oval. He had an arrangement with Bryce to attend less trainings than others of the team due to how he was **** to play. But it still didn’t mean that he wouldn’t come aware from training sore.

Today was a bit of a wake up call. Mark was now on notice by other team members as someone who could be valuable. Instead of giving him a bit of a free pass at training, the defenders of the team seemed to go harder at stopping Mark in practice plays.

He certainly worried about future games including a showdown with rival college, Westmere, on their home deck.

Getting inside the common room, Mark could barely move, feeling his body ache and his hamstrings muscles tensing up. As soon as he got inside, Mark hit one of the couches, laying back on the first spare one.

He hadn’t even realised at first about who was sitting on the opposing couch.

“You okay Mark?” said Natalie, the blonde freshman girl who was sharing a dorm with Winter. Natalie had on a short pair of black running shorts on and an oversized red college jumper.

“Ohh shit, sorry didn’t see you there. Uhh yeah I’m alright, just very sore from training,” he admitted.

Natalie got off her couch and moved over to Mark, “You’re going to need a hand to get back upstairs aren’t you?”

“Uhh yeah sure, only if that’s alright with you,” Mark replied, feeling a little guilty that the girl was going to have to help him up the stairs.

Being a generous and friendly girl, Natalie had no problem with helping Mark upstairs. She stood up, grabbed him by the hand and pulled him up to his feet.

“Thanks Nat,” he replied as she guided him up the staircase.

“You’re welcome!” She responded brightly.

Natalie led him all the way to his dorm room, Room 108. As they reached the door, Mark could hear yelling coming from inside. “Woah what’s going on in there? Someone’s loud,” Natalie said, quite curiously.

“Ah fuck, I forgot. It’s my roommate Dale, he’s in some online Call of Duty tournament battle tonight. Fuck. I really need to lay down and get some rest,” he muttered, frustrated to hear what was happening inside.

A few thoughts were going on in Natalie’s mind; she pondered her options. “Well... you could probably crash in our dorm... I guess Winter would be fine with it,” she asked him.

“Really?”

“Yeah umm yeah definitely, I’ve actually got a little blow up mattress I can set up for you so there’s plenty of room,” she explained.

Mark would have preferred to have either one of those girls in the same bed as him overnight so the surprise of Natalie owning one of those caught him off guard. Nevertheless, he wasn’t going to turn down the offer to get away from Dale.