Roughed Up

Chapter One

From: Dean_Wyatt.Coach@FUCC.IE

CC: Hurling Team 2023, HC 2023

Subject: WELCOME BACK, TEAM 2023 & HC 2023

Welcome aboard.

Just sending a quick email to let everyone know we're meeting in the engineering building room g.40. I'll see you all at 6:00am tomorrow, let's all show up on time for our first meeting lads.

To the hurling team it is essential you all show up for this meeting as I'll be going through our fixtures and team setup for the next week.

To all the new committee members I will be entailing our roster for the year and going through some bits and bobs. I'll get into it with you all tomorrow.

Thanks.

WYATT.

Department of Sport & Physical Activity

Spórt FUCC

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His bed is so warm. It's so cosy and he's got himself wrapped up tightly in his sheets like a child. It's not like he knew there wouldn't be early morning starts, it's just that he wasn't exactly thinking when he decided to join the hurling team's helping committee. Aodhan had been convinced by ulterior motives to join the hurling team, namely being Nolan. Now that he thought of it, Aodhan didn't even know Nolan's second name.

Rolling over in his bed he pressed his face into his pillow sighing. Who joins a committee that expects him to wake up at 5am for a guy who's surname you didn't even know.

Aodhan does.

He just couldn't help it. He can't stand Nolan. Hates his stupid smirk. Dumb jock.

It's not like Aodhan is the kind of person who just hates any kind of person. He doesn't hate every athlete. No, that's not it. There's just something about Nolan that Aodhan knows is evil. His motive for joining the team may just be to expose his evil identity, but really Aodhan had nothing better to do and he decided stalking a guy to witness him committing acts of treachery and treason was as good as any reason to join a club committee. Besides, what if something good cane out of it.

He finally dragged his legs over the side of his bed, running a hand through his hair before deciding to get up and try to at least be there on time for the first meeting of the year.

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Newsflash, he hadn't made it on time.

He spent too long picking out a comfy pair of pants that went with the right jumper, but of course he decided he didn't like the jumper he was wearing and then it wasn't his fault that he couldn't find his shoes. Obviously someone else had moved them on him. Must have been one of his clean freak roommates. Not that he'd know, it was a week into living at his new accommodation and he had yet to meet the two people he was supposedly sharing with. Honestly it didn't bother him all that much, let them act like ghosts, it was just like as if he was living by himself. He did admire that they always seemed to clean up around the place though. Clean freak ghosts, Aodhan could write a smashing hit book about that, he thought to himself as he slammed his front door shut beginning his trek into college.

In the end it was inevitable he was going to be 15 minutes late. It's not like he could show up to college without grabbing a quick coffee either. It's like people don't understand him.

He flashed a quick smile at the coach standing at the front of the lecture hall as he swiftly took a seat up the front. All the backseats already haven been taken by the actual team. It seemed the rest of the committee sat up the front. The ones who didn't actually touch the pitch. Just bored college students looking for something to do with their time, setting up social medias and organising events looking for donations to keep the team afloat. And now Aodhan was part of it all.