Roast battle

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-Josh POV-
Wow! Amanda is officially 9 months. It's so crazy even thinking about that. In a few weeks I'm going to be a dad. In 35 days I'm going to see my baby! Maybe even earlier.. It's crazy. Amanda is super nervous to give birth, and I get it. If I had a 8 pound baby coming out of my penis, or my ass I'd be scared to. Since she is nervous, and has a few more weeks to prepare, she wants me to take birthing classes with her. So that's what were doing tonight!

I have football practice right now. I looked at my phone my lock screen wallpaper was Amanda and I at her baby shower, with my hand on her big stomach. I smiled as I looked at the picture. But my enjoyment was ruined when I recognized it's 5am. Im not loving these early football practices. I hopped in the shower, than got changed in some blue nike shorts, and our Black and blue football tank. I grabbed my phone and scurried to my car. I made sure my football bag was in my trunk, than I hopped in. I began driving to school. Shit 6 minutes. I grabbed my bag and ran from the parking lot inside and all the way to our locker room. All the guys were there getting there bags packed and some were getting padded up.

"What are we doing?"'I asked Rex.

"Get your stuff, than head to the field, were doing running than were coming here and getting padded up for a scrimmage. Some guys are getting changed now to do sprints on the filed."

"Ok! Thanks bro" I said grabbing my stuff.

Rex and I walked to the team room and grabbed water, than headed to the track. Coach Lowe told us to run the track 8 times, for 2 miles. We began running. I was in second and I passed coach once and he yelled '2 minutes...' I kept going. Second time was '4 minutes' than my third time was '7 minutes' I began getting more tired. The fourth lap was '10 minutes' shit I'm falling really behind. I pulled more out of my self. I ran harder and faster. 6th lap was '11 minutes' 7th lap was '13 minutes' and than finally my 8th lap was '15 minutes' I sat down completely out of breath. There were 4 other guys panting that were done. I drank some of my water than we needed to get padded up. So while the others finished running, I went to get changed. It took me about 10 minutes to do plus everyone was fooling around.

"Rap battle! Rap battle!" Tyler screamed.

He pulled me in and Lance in who thinks he can rap.

"Roast roast roast!" Everyone chanted.

We all began laughing when lance agreed. He stepped in the middle of us.

"I'm here at school 6 am on Friday, running for coach Lowe, when all he listens to is bad banjos'! I play with losers who don't know how to score, nor how to get a whore in their bed!"

Everyone went "ohhh!" He continued.

"Other wise some may say their wise, but live it the fear of their own very eyes.. Tyler over here pushing everyone in to the circle to be roasted when he the only nigga about to get toasted. You still count with your fingers, and still seem to linger because no girl will let you bring- her to get fingered!"

"Ohhhh!!" Everyone shouted.

Tyler rolled his eyes and backed off.

"This little white boy over here, know how to catch a ball, he very tall, but his dick ain't, so how his bitch, get pregnant! You about to have a baby boy, you seem to have so much joy, but none of us niggas want to be in your shoes, because your girl has been so fucken used. She was cute, but now she just a big toot, who played a fuckin flute, and had some big hoots, and now you buying baby boots! So glad I'm not the one who had to loose!"

"Ewwweeee!" Every said deeply.

Wow that just mad me way to angry.

" I didn't loose, because you about to have your head wrapped in the noose, don't talk about my boy like he one of your toys! My girl would make your head whirl! So before you talk about my family, just know that your the only one who never had one! Remember your nickname 'Lance who fucked in his pants' everyone couldn't help but make a glance at the big lance who fucked in his pants. The only difference between you and I is people at least know I got fucked! While they think you still fuck your rubber duck!"

"OOOOOOOHHHHHHHH!" Everyone went insane. Someone picked me up and spun me, and lance looked ashamed. I bro hugged him.

"Your still my bro dude! No hard feelings? Right" I said,

"None, it's all for fun!"

We finished at football practice than I went home. I got showered. I was so sweaty. It was 12pm and I'm starving. I made two sandwiches and devoured them, I haven't eaten all day, my energy is gone. Once I ate my lunch I was still so hungry. I took some chips and began shoving them in my mouth. I also it choked so I stopped. I washed my hands than went to take a nap to gain my energy back.

When I woke up it was 3pm. I stretched, and went on my phone. I texted Amanda, she said she was doing some homework for next year already so she can have the first few weeks completely free. I told her to come over when she gets bored and she agreed to that. I was still hungry so I made a protein shake. By the time I finished that I was pretty full. I decided to go help Amanda with her homework, because I'm bored, and she might need help. I went to her house, and walked on in because I know no one is there except her. I went to her room. She was sitting in her bed doing homework on her lap top.

"Hey, how far along in assignments are you?" I asked.

"Um I'm almost done with all of my 4th week assignments.." She said.

"Wow how long have you been doing this for?" I asked.

"Um the last 4 days, I've been staying up during the middle of the night doing this, and than all throughout the day.."

"Well you have to do class work as well, Besides homework" I said.

"Yeah I'm reading the notes from previous years that they used, and I've Been making study guides, I've been studying them, than I've been doing class work, and than homework. I'll just have to make up tests when I get back that's why I've been making these study guide to help me in the long run!"

"Oh your very intelligent!" I said kissing her.

We hung out for awhile than got some dinner and began making our way to Birthing class.

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