Chapitre 4: Chapter 4

There was a fair amount of activity around

the exit to the locker room, players emerging, slapping one another

on the back and generally horsing around in boyish machismo.

Eventually the double doors opened and Parker

emerged to loud appreciation from his fellow jocks. He slapped a

few backs, but seemed distracted as he scanned the small, but

enthusiastic, crowd. Mason felt his heart speed up when their eyes

locked and Parker began to make his way toward him.

“Glad you waited, bud,” Parker said, slinging

an arm around Mason’s shoulders. “Hey, listen up, dudes. This is my

new bud, Mason Grant. He’s on the soccer team, but we won’t hold

that against him.”

“Hey!” Mason was surprised Parker knew which

sport he played, they’d never discussed soccer during their

lunchtime meetings.

Mason received cautious greetings and gentle

jibes from the other members of the football team as Parker

introduced him around, his arm never moving from its comfortable