Tuesday Tales: Word Prompt "Rock"

 

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Derek shot him a stern look. “You fucked up two extra points and a field goal. All in one game, that’s what!”

Color heated Tyler’s cheek. “Yeah. I know.”

“So what are you gonna do about it?”

“What can I do? I’ve been fired.”

“I’m not surprised. I’d have fired you, too.”

“No, you wouldn’t,” came a new male voice.

Ty turned to see Andrew Forge, the coach’s younger brother, and the principal of Pine Grove High School.

“Colby’s looking for you. And what the hell is the cat doing in the gym?” Andrew grabbed the cat from his brother. “Hello, Tyler.”

“Hello Mr. Forge.” Tension tightened Tyler’s stomach. Andrew Forge had kept eyes on Tyler all through school. One pinky toe stepped out of line, and Mr. Forge was down on Ty’s head like a ton of bricks. No illegal drinking, no long sessions parking on lonely roads after dark – Andrew Forge patrolled the small town, looking for wayward teens. He always seemed to be two steps ahead of Tyler.

“Well, Andrew, after all we did, the kid fucked up anyway.” Derek shook his head. “What are we going to do with him?”

Andrew shrugged. “Seems obvious to me, Derek.” He loped over to the supply closet and opened the door. One-by-one footballs flew across the room, bouncing all haywire and landing in different spots. “We practice.” Andrew carried the last ball with him as he crossed the floor.

“But there’s snow on the ground,” Tyler protested.

“So what? You can still kick. Get the balls. Come on, let’s go.”

The three men scooped up the five footballs, still hard as rocks though the season was long over, and slipped their way around the icy path to the football field. Derek and Colby lived three doors down from the school, so when he rounded the corner, he put the cat down. “Home, Mickey. Go home.” One touch of a paw on the cold, slushy ground was enough. She hopped over the snow and ice and raced to the warmth of home.

If he could have waved a magic wand and changed places with Mickey, he gladly would have.