Wrestling Team
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[edit] The Wrestling Team
[edit] Prologue
Ahh, summertime. It couldn't arrive fast enough, but now that it's here you have no idea what to do with yourself. Your parents have gone on some couples-only cruise, and your brother is busy working his butt off to save money for some trip of his own. It's 11 AM and you still haven't gotten out of bed - it's blazing hot outside. You're the jeans you slept in with your shirt off, playing Gears of War 3 mindlessly.
Out of the corner of your eye you see movement next door. You immediately sit up and go to the window. Sure enough, it's Ian. Ian's the captain of the wrestling team, and you've had a crush on him since freshman year. He's opening the garage door in preparation for working out. With any luck, some of his wrestling team buddies are with him. You can't quite see the inside of the garage, but if you go out into the lawn, maybe to check the mail, you can get a better look...
On your way out the door you glance out the side window to see if anyone is in Ian's backyard. Damn! Grant, a towering broad-shouldered giant, star football player and friend of Ian's is laying in the sun by the pool. If you head to your old treehouse you might be able to watch Grant without being detected...
You hear a car pull up, and return to your front window just in time to see three guys pile out of an old beater next door. It's Dion, Aki, and Archer - all members of the wrestling team. They greet Ian as they go into the garage, and you can hear the clank of weightlifting plates being moved around. Over the past semester you were lab partners with Archer, and despite your differences developed something of a friendship. Maybe you should go over and say 'hi'...
Do you:
