Try outs

Its been a few months since we won the cup and more importantly I fucked the twins haha.

Leaning against the walls of the training ground I take a drag of my cigarette just as the coach pulls up in his shitty little fiesta.

"Hutchins!!" Coach screeches as he exits the car. "What the fuck is that you little shit! You know that theyre bad for you and whats worse is youre doing it right before try outs!"

Here we go with another lecture.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself?" He asks impatiently, before I staml the stick on the ground and flip him the bird as I wander into the ground. Only to here another "little shit" escape his lips.

Time to get ready I guess but hey whos gonna take my place really? Its all just a formality. My only concerns are can I break last years goal record and when can I go home?

Speaking of which I actually really hope i dont get paired with someone else this year in our team dorms. I like my space and dont need some nosey fucker snooping through my shit. Or worse snoring when Im tryna sleep. Or being a prude and not letting me have girls ar... wait.

Who the fuck is that guy?