Sunday Shorts: Stars Shine

"So what's the story on these guys," Jack asked the rest of the guys as he rubbed his tattooed arm.

"They're a bunch of seniors, schools top football players—obviously," Curtis retorted as he pulled at his jersey.

"Never been this big before, what about you guys?" John asked turning the pads over in his hands.

Adam just looked confused scratching his black cropped hair. "What are you guys talking about?" He said with a frown.

The three jocks slowly turned and looked at Adam. "Where were you last night?" Curtis asked, his eyes narrowed.

"At my mom's she wasn't well," Adam replied.

The three jocks looked at each other. "Call Scott," Curtis hissed.

Jack pulled out a mobile walking to the corner of the room. "What? You idiot, why didn't you call me. Get the fuck over here now!" Jack growled. He snapped his phone closed looked at Adam. "We've got a problem."

"You're fucking kidding me," Curtis muttered turning to Adam.

The three jocks turned to look at Adam. Suddenly Adam felt very vulnerable, and he started to edge backwards as the others closed in on him. "Guys, what's the matter?" Adam stuttered.

Curtis lunged at Adam knocking him to the ground, John pinned his shoulders down. "Hold him still you idiots, I've some gear in my bag," Jack yelled as he searched his kit bag.

"Hurry up!" Curtis growled.

Jack returned tapping at a syringe. Adam was in sheer panic as his friend kneeled on his chest and jabbed the needle in his arm. "Done, shouldn't be long now."

Adam choked, and twisted feeling weaker. "Why?" Was all he could muster before he lost all weight collapsing in on himself.

Curtis kicked at the unconscious Adam. "Fucking idiot, why did he have to make this so difficult."

The door creaked open, and a guy with ginger hair poked his head around the corner. "Sorry guys, my battery ran out last night," Scott muttered.

"Get the fuck in here you idiot, we can talk about this later the photographer will be back soon."

Scott ran over and grabbed Adam by the scruff of the neck and pulled him to the corner of the room. "You guys almost ready?" The photographer called from the studio.

"Yeah, give us five minutes and we'll be right in," John yelled looking over at Scott as he pulled on Adam's lifeless skin.

Scott pulled Adam's face over his own and blinked a couple of times. "Sorry guys, I was waiting for him, but he never turned up," Scott added, but in Adam's voice. He shook his head a couple of times. "Yeah, he had to pick up his sister at visit his mom."

Curtis smiled. "Jenny? Can you hook me up with her Bro'."

"Sure buddy," the new Adam replied pulling on the last of his kit. "Fuck this UA vest is hot."

Jack traced a finger down Adam's pecs. "Sure is."