It's now been three months since you joined the rugby team and it's been hell. You joined hoping to find some guys willing to help and protect you but you should have known. You're listed as a player meaning that the principal can't force you to join another team but the team treats you as a toy rather then a teammate. You can't quit or you'll have to go through hell with your principal. So you just continue on with it.
It was a rather normal day so far, you suffered through classes and dodged the massive feet of your fellow students. then you came to practice where you were humiliated in the locker room when one of the teams forewords picked you up and forced you to smel his armpit. Then you walked out to the feild to sit on the sideline with your coach.
Your coach was an ex rugby player himself and was still in really good shape. With salt and pepper hair and a nice bit of stubble covering his chin. He just looked down at you and grunted. He was as bad as the rest of the team when it came to treating you.
The practice ended and coach called in all of the players. You'd gotten used to being surrounded by the massive sweaty titans. The coach started to speak and you looked up at him with fear that he might be punishing you for no reason again.
"As you all know we have a big tournament coming up out of town this weekend so I'll be telling you your assigned rooms today." Coach read out all the names until finally you were the only one left was you. "And our little friend will be staying with..."
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