My focus flicks to Beck, who’s behind Jacobs, and he nods like I’ve got this as if I’ve told him to do something telepathically when I haven’t. At least, I don’t think I have. Maybe I’m telepathic and completely oblivious to that too. He steps onto the bench in front of his cubby, only wearing a jockstrap. “Everyone! I have an announcement.” The team turns their attention on him. “So, umm, the announcement is … well, it’s … Uh …” He glances back at me. I mouth, “What the hell are you doing?” “We’re going to kick ass this weekend.” The locker room erupts into cheers, so as a diversion, I guess
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