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"Good game tonight boys." Coach said after we were all on the bus. I was sitting next to Clay, better known as Dream, on the bus, my backpack on my feet and my phone in hand. "Remember, early game tomorrow so make sure to stretch tonight and drink a lot of water."
"We're not five." Alex scoffed from the row beside me, his head leaned back on the headrest and his eyes closed. "We can take care of ourselves."
Coach rolled his eyes and sat down. "No attitude, Gomez."
Alex opened his eyes and leaned down into the bag, grabbing out a blue hoodie that contrasted against the red velvet seats nicely.
"Curfew is at twelve am, I'll know if you stayed out later. And no girls in rooms, everyone got that? Clay?"
Clay snickered. "Gotcha." Coach sat in the very first row and Clay turned to me. "Wanna go to a bar tonight?"
I nodded halfheartedly, feeling a little tired. "Do we need to get a car?"
"No it's only two minutes away." Clay put in his earbuds and looked out the window, he had his volume turned up so loud I could hear his music through his headphones, he was midway through 505 by Arctic Monkeys when we pulled into the parking lot of the hotel. There were already a few workers waiting outside for us.
"Hi welcome to the Hilton, I can take your bags." A man greeted me.
I smiled at him. "I got it, thank you though." He nodded and gave me a toothy smile before moving onto the next person.
"-Room five hundred five, you turn right around that corner and there is and there's an elevator and stairs, you're on the fifth floor. Enjoy your stay." The woman concluded, handing me the room card and smiling politely.
"Thank you so much." I gave her a forty dollar bill and followed her directions.
Two people came on the elevator on the second floor and I looked down at them, there was one little girl that was staring at me and what looked like might have been her older sister. "You're Nick Armstrong." The younger of the two stated, her jaw dropping and eyes going wide.
"Nice to meet you." I said happily, I loved when people talked to me.
"Oh my god." The older said, scrambling to pull her phone out of her back pocket. "Can we take a picture? We love you so much!"
I nodded and laughed, grabbing her phone when she handed it to me and crouching down to take a picture with them. After taking it we'd gotten to my floor. "It was really nice meeting you guys, I'll see you around."
"Bye!"
I opened my room door and threw my bags onto the ground, kicking my slides off and flopping down into the comfy king sized bed. My phone buzzed in my back pocket and I took it out.
Clay
come down to the lobby at ten asshole
i'll be there bbgirl
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I put my phone on the bedside table and closed my eyes.
"BITCH." I woke up to Clay shouting and a pounding on my door.
I slowly rolled out of bed, my feet touching the soft carpet. "What the hell is wrong with you?" I asked, my voice low and gravely.
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//soulmates\\ karlnap
RomanceIn which Karl Jacobs is an underrated/unknown trans singer at a friends bar and Nick Armstrong is a famous basketball player. Or Where two soulmates find each other in a very odd way. // A short story, if you want a book that gets right to the fluf...