Going to this football game was going to make me sick. I looked around at everyone mindlessly in the bleachers or in line to buy snacks and couldn’t help but feel queasy about it. My gummy worms threatened to come back up.

Kelly and I wore coordinating Sharks outfits that gave me a sense of blending into the crowd, sporting the home team. Girls were dressed like different versions of the cheerleaders—some more spirited than others.

We opted for mini skirts and barely-there crop tops with the word ‘Sharks’ across our chests. The teal green and white outfits said, ‘we love our football team’ and we hoped to take home a win.

I felt naked, making it home alive and not frozen to death would be a win for me.

Kelly leaned over to whisper to me, “Sloane incoming.”

Great. Brent's girlfriend coming over to schmooze with us again.

“Hi girls,” she waved at us, a posse following close behind her. “Cute outfits! Do you like mine?” She did a twirl while her group clapped for her in the background.

I’m not sure she was wearing much of anything to comment on. Her teal sequined shorts could pass as underwear and her white top shoved her boobs together, begging for attention.

I smiled warmly. “You look amazing as always, Sloane. Excited for the game?”

She rolled her eyes and flicked her wrist. “Who cares about the game! I’m trying to take home a hunky man tonight,” she giggled.

Kelly quirked an eyebrow. “Your beau?”

“I could never get him to be exclusive. I’ll have to take what I can get from a man like that, though I do adore him.” She scooted away from her groupies and toward us “Between us, I’ve been trying to get him off of me for a while. He’s very needy.”

Feigning surprise, I tried to step on Kelly’s foot to get her to help me out. “Wow didn’t take him for that type. Very much playboy vibes from that one.”

“Sure, he sleeps around with the occasional skank,” she whispered, eyeing me up and down, “but he always comes crawling back to me.” Backing up to her regular position in her group, she said, “We’re going to get some snacks! See you girls later.”

And just like that she was gone after blowing us a kiss.

Kelly and I shared a look of disturbance.

“What the hell was that about?” I asked.

She looked...off but shrugged off the comments. “Dude, I don’t know. That girl is mental.”

I tried not to laugh. “I went from virgin to a skank in a few weeks. I’ll take it.”

“Such a dirty skank, you are,” she chuckled. “Want to get a pretzel and soda and get ready for kickoff?”