The guy who’d stolen the volleyball jumped up on stage and jogged over to me. He looked so excited.
“Wooo!” he yelled into the mic before I could say anything.
Typical frat boy.I was getting some serious Chad vibes from him, and not in a good way.
“Wow,” I said. “Someone’s excited.”
“Hell yeah.”
“What’s your name?”
“Brody. Alpha O in the house!!!” He pumped his fist and got some cheers.
Called it.
“I guess that means you’re a student too?”
“Yup.”
“Great. Ready to find out what today’s competition will be?”
“Absolutely.” He rubbed his hands together.
“Pop the ball and let’s find out.” I handed him a golden ceremonial dagger. He popped it with a loud pop. Confetti flew out along with a sheet of paper. Brody snatched it out of the air.
“What does it say?”
“Lap dance.”
“Well damn, looks like it’s your lucky day. Any frontrunner?”
“Hmm…it’s close, but I think I’d have to say Karma.”
“And why’s that?” I asked.
“Well, for one, she’s my girlfriend.”
“Cheater!” yelled a guy in the audience.
“Yeah! Choose another judge!” yelled another.
“I agree,” said Ghostie into my earpiece. “This is the perfect opportunity to boot him and get Teddybear in there.”
I put my hands up to calm the crowd. “What do you think, Brody? Now that you know what the contest is, do you still wanna be the judge?”
“Of course. Why wouldn’t I?”
“Well I just thought your girlfriend might not be super happy about you getting a lap dance from two other girls.”
“She’ll be fine. And if she isn’t, I’ll make it up to her later.”
“With some male strippers?” What a great boyfriend!
“Nope. With my dick.” He grabbed his crotch to get the point across.
“You must have a great dick.”
He smiled at me.