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have things to do, guys.  For real."
    Everyone looks at me.  I look back at them.  I don't know what's going on, but I think we're having a moment.  Some real connection or something, like in those cheesy football movies, right?
    "I vote yes," I say.  "Caleb, you're not the worst ever."
    "He's pretty great," Joe says.  "Once he learns our defense, I think he'll be good.  Might even replace you, Allen."
    "Fuck you," Allen says, laughing.  "Nah, you're good, Caleb.  What are you, a sophomore?"
    Caleb nods and says, "Yeah."
    "Cool," Allen says.  "This is my last year, so... we're definitely going to need someone to take my place next year.  I'd be happy to share the field with you, too.  Ethan told us what's up, and it sounds cool to me.  You think you're in for it?"
    Caleb looks at me like he needs to confer with me or something.  This isn't a team decision, Caleb.  You've been running your ass off on the field for a few hours now.  This choice is all on you.
    He just can't seem to say what he's thinking, though.  Fucking... ugh... seriously?
    Alright, I know what to do.
    "Hey, Dave, you remember that chick, Scarlet?" I ask our starting receiver.  "She came to some of our parties last year?"
    "That girl with the tattoos?" Dave asks.  "What the fuck were those again?"
    "What'd you think?  Maybe not cheerleader quality, but she's one hot piece of ass, huh?"
    Caleb is staring at me like I just threatened to kill his entire family.  Good.  Grow some fucking balls, kid.
    "Yeah... I wouldn't mind seeing what else she's got tattooed if you know what I mean," Dave says, grinning.  "You think she's into piercings?  Girls like her have all sorts of fun shit to play around with.  Clit piercings... fuck, man... I'd lick that pussy all damn night and the next morning."
    "Don't talk about Scarlet like that!" Caleb says, first looking at me, then at Dave.
    "Oh yeah?" I ask Caleb.  "Why not?"
    Dave shakes his head and laughs at me, suddenly realizing what my angle is here.  I'm actually pretty sure at the last party of ours she went to Scarlet showed absolutely no interest in anyone on the football team.  She gave the cheerleaders these really cool henna tattoos, though.  The ones that wear off after a couple weeks, so nothing crazy or permanent, but the girls all loved her after that.  Also, Scarlet got to do her art stuff she loves.  She's not so bad when she's not being insane and crazy.
    "Um... because, Scarlet is a nice person," Caleb says.
    "What the fuck, Caleb?  Is that all you've got?" I ask him.
    "I don't care if she's a nice person," Dave says.  "I want to know about whether she's got a clit piercing or not."
    Without thinking, because he's Caleb, he says, "Uh, no, she doesn't."
    Half the football team is intrigued now.  The other half is in the locker room taking a shower or something, but I'm pretty sure they'd be intrigued, too.
    "Ooooooohhh," like... fucking everyone out here says.
    "Yeah, how would you know?" I ask Caleb.  "You dating her or something?"
    "Ethan, you know I'm not," Caleb says, giving me a dirty look.
    "So you're like her girlfriend or something?  You friendzoned or what, kid?"
    "I'm not even a kid!  We're the same age!"
    "You're focusing on the wrong thing.  If you've got no intention of getting with Scarlet, then why can't Dave have a piece of her ass?"
    "I have intentions," Caleb says, firm.  Alright, now we're getting somewhere.
    "To get a piece of that ass?" I add for him.
    "I don't want to rush anything," Caleb mumbles.
    "Hey, I get it," Allen says.  "Tattoos aside, Scarlet seems like... alright, so she doesn't seem that nice, but I can see how she'd be girlfriend material, bro."
    "Yeah, exactly," Caleb says.
    "Hold on a second," I say to everyone.  Then, to Caleb, I add, "Caleb, how long have you known Scarlet?"
    Caleb frowns at me, almost like he's pouting or something.  Look, only Ashley is allowed to pout at me.  Cut that shit out, Caleb.
    "Uh... I think maybe