"See you at the games Freshman." (Maxley)

Gamma house

Bradley's POV:

I grunted as I jumped to hit the volley ball coming straight for me.
It bounced off my hand and over the net. One of the girls on the other side hit it, heading straight for Tank.

But that big fat fatty fat BIG BACKED FAT ASS MOTHERFUCKER... wasn't paying attention, AND MISSED THE GOD DAMN BALL.

"TANK, WHAT THE FUCK?" I yelled in anger as he looked up the street.
"Brad, look!" He pointed at a boy who was coming up on a skate board. He swept past us, leaving a trail of dust behind him.

Holy shit, I thought to myself, I need this guy on my team.

"Tank, come on." We put our clothes back on and skated in his direction, seeing him walk into a coffee shop in the distance.
"Brad, why are we following this guy?" Tank asked.
"Fresh meat baby!"
I laughed as we skated down, walking in slowly. I was practicing lines in my head and putting on my nice act.

As I walked up to him, I was about to introduce myself before he turned around abruptly.

We collided and he spilt the drinks he had ALL OVER ME.

THIS FUCKING BITCH! HE SPILT COFFEE ALL OVER MY FAVORITE SWEATER!!! THIS COST 300 DOLLARS.

I WAS ABOUT TO BLOW UP AND BEAT THE LIFE OUTFA HIM.

But no... deep breath Bradley... I have to keep up my nice act.

"Oh shit! I am so sorry!" He started to apologize.

"No-no. No! It's okay! Really. Ya' know, I'd wager that if you were on a skateboard, you wouldn't have spilled a drop." I bit on my finger to stop me from losing my shit.

"Well you'd win that bet, it's my specialty."
He grabbed a bunch of paper towels for me, then stuck out his hand for me to shake.
"Hi, I'm Max."

I cringed at the thought of touching his hand, instead, putting my own behind my back.
"Bradley, Bradley Uppercrust, the third."

"Uhhh, okay?.."
"You've got skills! I'm apart of the Gamma house for the College X Games, and I have an extra spot open for grabs. Was wondering if maybe you'd be interested. "I gave him a smile.

"Aw no way! Bobby! PJ! They're askin us to be on their team!" He waved to his friends who were sitting at a booth. I quickly grabbed his arms and put them at his sides, getting real close as I whispered to him.

"Uh.. no. See this reservation is for one. Your friends unfortunately can't come." J gave a friendly smile, realizing this was going to be harder than it needed to be.

"Sorry, but PJ, Bobby, and I are in this together. It's either all of us, or none of me."

I felt my eye twitch before taking a deep breath and placing my hand on his shoulder.
"Listen.. what was it? Max? Listen Max, you are one of the most talented skaters I've ever seen, and to be honest, friends can drag ya down. Believe I know." I laughed, pointing my thumb to Tank.
"Brad, what the fuck." Tank scoffed.
"You know I love ya baby," I smiled, turning back and whispering to Max, "he's the only reason I'm still at his hunk of junk college. Anyways, you wanna be the best? Sometimes you gotta make sacrifices. For example, your friends."

"No way Uppercrust." He folded his arms and scowled at me.
"Maxy, baby, if they were real friends, they'd understand. Support you even!"
"And if I was a real friend, I'd stick with them." He rolled his eyes and walked away to the booth where all his little friends sat.

"Oh that cunt." I muttered as Tank came up behind me, massaging my shoulders.
"Better luck next time Brad." I waved his hands off of me.
"That's fine, he can make his own decisions... he's just making the wrong ones." I turned and walked past my team, then following behind like puppy dogs.

If Max didn't want to be on my team, I'd just make him come beg to be on my team.
A boy in college, easy enough I'd say.

"Tank, find out his schedule."
"Uhh... how do you want me to do that?"
How did I want him to do that?
"... I don't know just find out."

I got on my stake board, peeling off my soaked, coffee stained sweater, seeing it leaked through and onto my shirt.
"Ugh.. im heading home boys, do as you please. Oh! And remember, party tonight!" I smiled as I began to skate before immediately stopping, almost tumbling off my board.

"Oh my god that's it. Get him so drunk he won't even know what he's agreeing to! Ha!" I raced back inside, walking over to Max's table.
I cleared my throat as I stopped at the end.

"I uhh, I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier. I was uh, being unreasonable."
I smiled at him as he pouted his lip, showing off his snake bites. Infact, he had tones of piercings.
I stood up straight and looked at the table.
"Since you're all new fresh-mans, I'd like to invite you to a start of the semester party at the Gamma house. Ya know, to formally introduce you to the campus, and maybe help you make more friends. No offense."

I smiled at them as they all exchanged questioning looks.
"Will there be girls at the party?" The ginger one with sunglasses asked.
"All the girls your pretty little heart could wish for."
"Holy shit guys we have to go." He looked at the other two.
"I dunno Bobby... what'd you think PJ?" He looked at the fatter guy sitting at the table.
"Well, the host themselves is inviting us, be rude not to at least drop it for a bit."

Max rolled his eyes and looked back at me.
"We'll come for one drink."
"Party starts at six! Can't wait to see ya there!"

I smiled as I walked back out the door, my sweater folded over my arm and my board waiting for me.
My team had left, so I had to call Tank,

"Sup Brad?"
"Tank honey, bring out your strongest shit tonight."
"Uhhh, you sure boss?"
"Why the fuck would I say that if I wasn't sure."
"Uhh, alright. Whatever you say."
I hung up without saying thank you, and skated home, a smile on my face the whole way.

That fucking twat thinks he can just reject me like that, I'll make his cunt ass pay for it.

I have been non stop writing since I made this😋
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