The Round Table V

                                    

                                          


                          
**Cole's POV**
                          
I got to the party early, a little amped up from my mini date with Tasha earlier. She got my blood rushing and made me forgot the world around me. The only other time I felt like that was when I was alone with Tyler. 
                          
That was a complicated relationship in itself. I was so worried what everyone would think, including my best friends, that I insisted we keep it under wraps. I knew he and my brother were in a relationship too, but it oddly didn't bother me. My brother and I were so alike sometimes it was scary. 
                          
I walked into the kitchen were only a few people stood around the island, sipping beer from red solo cups and talking about nothing in particular. I felt a small hand grasp my bicep and turned expecting to find Tasha's enchanting smile. Instead I was greeted with too much make-up and fake blonde hair.
                          
"Hey there." Her chest was puffed out and she tried rubbing the silicone water bags against me. I took a step back to try and escape from the intense perfume smell that was invading my senses. When I didn't immediately respond, she took another step towards me and tried wrapping her arms around me.
                          
I turned my body away from hers and called over my shoulder, "I'm not interested. Get lost." Sometimes I was huge d*ck, but I had to be to get the desperate slutty chicks off my backs. Definitely not my type. I walked out on the back porch in search of someone that I knew. I found the keg and most of the football team hanging around. I got a round of back slaps and cup thrust into my hand. I pretended to take drinks while the guys around me laughed and shared "war" stories. I rolled my eyes at an especially explicit one, that was most likely exaggerated. At gatherings like this i mostly kept to myself, not wanting to draw any unnecessary attention to me or the other guys. 
                          
I pulled out my phone and shot Hunter a text.
                          
Cole: Hey man. The team is here. May have to keep to separate parts of the house and play Parent Trap. 
                          
Hunter: Shit. What are you wearing? I'll stop at the house and pick it up.
                          
Cole: Dark jeans, light blue button up and dark blue Vans.
                          
I put my phone away and tried to pay attention to what was happening at the party. The guys were still comparing d*ck sizes, figuratively of course, but I noticed that a group of girls had moved outside with us. I almost groaned out loud at the sight of the too tight dresses and push bras that were slowly creeping towards the team and myself. I was never going to get to hang out with Tasha at this rate.
                          
"Hey. Want to make tonight interesting?" I looked around at the other guys, who had now all stop talking to listen to me, "Guy who bags the hottest chick tonight gets to hand out punishes at practice on Monday." All of their faces lit up, they never could resist a challenge and especially when it came to girls. They immediately started looking around and honed in on the group moving towards us, just like I knew they would.
                          
"Which one are you going after boss?" My wide receiver had snuck up on me and was now leaning on my shoulder. Matt had been my best friend since high school. He was one of the few people who knew Hunter. I tried to stay close to him when I got to college but once I was initiated into the Knights we had drifted apart. 
                          
"None of those fake b**ches." I wrinkled my nose slightly and frowned. I could picture Tasha's reaction if she saw me with one of those bimbos hanging off my arm. Hell. I could picture Tyler's reaction. 
                          
"Hunter is going to be here tonight." I used sign language to talk with him since I didn't want anyone else to know what we were talking about. Hunter's name was a variation of the sign for baseball, both hands formed the letter H while making the motion for swinging a bat. Mine was the sign for football but with the letter C, and Matt's was the sign for catch but with an M. 
                          
As kids, the three of us were inseparable. We all learned ASL so that we could secretly talk to each other. It came in handy for moments like this one. I saw Tyler through the sliding glass doors and immediately felt more relaxed. Matt followed my gaze with his eyes and bumped his shoulder to mine with a sly grin on his lips.
                          
"Have you two worked out your issues yet?" My face flushed slightly at his words. Matt was my confidant on all things Tyler. I hadn't told him about Tasha yet, unsure what was happening on that front.
                          
I sighed, "No. Something came up, and I haven't had the chance." I stuck my hands in my pockets and scrunched my shoulders, still watching Tyler through the door and windows. Matt shook his head still standing to my left. 
                          
"You participating in tonights wager?" I looked over at him and he had a frown on his face. 
                          
"No I don't think so." I nodded at his response and went back to watching Tyler. He was laughing at some joke, still inside to house. I was itching to go inside and wrap my arms around him to feel his laughter shake my body. His whole body trembled when he laughed, causing his laughter to be doubly infectious. He looked out the window and caught my eye, a wistful look crossing his features. I shifted from foot to foot needing to be near him.
                          
"Come on man let's go look for better drinks. Inside." Matt winked at me and strode towards the back door of the house. I hesitated for a second, knowing it would be torture to be near Tyler and not be able to touch him or talk to him. I finally headed in after my best friend.
                          


                          


                          
A/N: The ASL signs are easy to look up if you want references. I've included a description on how to do Cole and Matt below if you wanted to try it out.
                          
The sign for football is interlocking your fingers together, like you were holding a football between them. For Cole's name, make the letter C with your hands and make a similar shape, but without interlocking. For Matt's name, use your dominate hand and make a grabbing motion over top of your other hand. Now place your thumb between your ring finger and pinky. 
                          
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