You're riding on the team bus.

Not wanting to spend all day hanging out at the clinic, you decided to just head to school and ride the team bus. Instead of being full of your teammates however, it only about 13 guys, including you, the cheer girls, and the volleyball team. It was pretty easy to put two and two together just by looking around. The only guys on the bus were your fellow Super Seniors. You were certainly stupefied by the idea that only the oldest players had chosen to ride the bus, so you texted Rose, who was at the front of the bus with her teammates, to see if she had heard anything. She's a cheerleader and volleyball player, and she usually paid more attention that you did, so you figured that if anyone would have an answer, she would.

"I haven't heard anything Sweetie, but I think Coach said something about there being an issue at the clinic. I hope everything's alright."

Moments later Coach Hester was passing out papers to all of the guys.

"I need all of you to sign these waivers if you want to get a physical today. The clinic is having to use a stand-in for our normal Doc, and since you're all 18 you can sign it yourself. Everyone needs one, except Chris. His mom has already spoken with me on the phone."

All the girls and guys turned to look at you and you felt like a deer in the headlights. You could see Rose's shocked face probably serving as a mirror to your own. Your teammates were hiding grins, the girls stifling giggles. Your mind was racing and the trip passed in a flash. Soon you were in the clinic; queuing to let your mom perform everyone's physical...