The Game Plan

5

"We shouldn't be here..." I whispered to Kenz as we walked into the party.

It wasn't unusual for football teams to show up at each others parties. It usually ended up with a coach showing up, since we had a 12:00 curfew on game nights.

However, given the events of the week I wasn't sure that going to a Fort Worth party was a good idea. Of course no one else knew that.

Luke and Matt saw some other teammates and walked over to say hi, while Kenz and I got separated from them.

"It's such a nice night." she commented, standing by the bonfire.

"Should we have come here?" I asked, biting on a nail.

"What's up?" She asked, noticing that I was clearly off.

"I'm under investigation." I confessed.

"WHAT?!" She screeched.

"Shhh! I haven't told the boys." I told her.

"The police are investigating you?!" She whisper screeched and I rolled my eyes.

"North Carolina high school sports something or other." I explained.

"Why?" She asked.

"Uhhh... cause I have boobs and weigh until 120lbs and am a kick-ass football play." I grumbled, kicking a rock.

"Well are you fighting it?" She asked, sitting down on the edge of the porch. I sat next to her and rested my head on her shoulder.

"Nope. Coach wants us to go along with it." I sighed.

"Well I think-" She began, but was cut off by Matt's voice, echoing into the yard and sounding extremely angry.

"Oh crap... I think you have bigger problems." She said, looking over my shoulder.

"What's going on?" I asked, running toward the commotion in the kitchen.

"This investigation is just your way of backing out." Matt argued with another kid, who was wearing a Fort Worth football t-shirt.

Fantastic.

Just as I stepped in front of Matt, a guy a foot taller than me cut off the Fort Worth player, trying to calm him down.

"Really dude? No one told you?" The guy arguing with Matt laughed out loud, "This is about your princess."

Clearly this kid had no clue who I was.

"Excuse me?" Matt's face lit up with anger.

"This whole investigation is about your little princess. If she's playing, we're not. Don't tell me she didn't cheat her way to this game." I froze in my tracks.

Matt took one look at my face before letting us drag him to the front yard.

"What the hell Britt?" He asked, more upset than mad.

"It's about me!" I yelled. At this point, half my team was standing around us.

"What do you mean..." Connor, a fullback, asked.

"My meeting Monday was with Goodman, Coach, and the athletic director for Fort Worth. They think I'm cheating." I explained.

"Britt you're doing drugs?!" Luke asked, his eyes wide.

"What are their grounds for the accusation?" Matt asked, his arms folding across his chest, his arm muscles bulging.

"That I'm a girl." I mumbled, my cheeks flushing with embarrassment.