Its the weekend before school begins, and the boys are moving into their temporary apartment for the next 2 years. Both Kyle's dad, who is very tall and largely built, and Brads dad who is similar in stature however slightly shorter, are helping the boys to move in.
'We will be needing these' Brad says holding up some scales which he had decided to bring with him.
'Huh, oh yer, i suppose' says Kyle with a more 'huh, yer right!' attitude inside his mind.
When the boys are finally done moving in, Kyle's dad suggests a quick stop at Imperion, an all you can eat-all food restaurant which is just down the street from the new boys apartments. Kyle's eyes light up at the suggestion so he turns to Brad to catch his suggestion.
'Erm, i really don't think that we should Kyle, after all we have our first football practice in ages on tuesday and i feel like i've gained a good 3lbs since last term!'
'3lbs, big deal, anyway you can lose that after school tomorrow mate!' says Kyle, 'We can go for a run or something!'
'Errrr, well' Brad is so tempted his mouth starts to water, 'No, sorry Kyle but we can't.' Brad resists his urge for fatty foods.
'Ohh damn, look dad, cheers n all but i guess Brad is right, don't wanna end up like you do i dad!' Kyle says cheekily and receives a playful head-lock from his larger dad.
'Suppose not son. Well if Brads dad doesn't mind we will go and get you some shopping, give you guys time to settle in.' says Kyle's dad letting go of Kyle.
'Sure' replies Brad's dad.
The two dads go and Brad and Kyle spend an hour sorting out all their stuff with Brads stereo on full blast. It only took that as their wasn't much stuff to sort, the apartment came with most the furniture anyways. It is situated in a new 'dorm-block' which will house all the new school teens until the end of their two year course. Brad and Kyle are situated on the 5th floor of a 7 floor building, room number 57.
5 Minutes later the two dads return and say their goodbyes with a hug n a handshake.
Once they had gone Kyle puts the shopping away: Vegetables, Mineral water, Fruit, pasta, chicken, pork and 2 litres of ready mixed athlete weight gain formula - Obviously Brads bag Kyle figure. The next bag had some fruit, some vegetables, one bottle of mineral water, 4 microwavable burgers, fries, chips, 5 bars of your favorite chocolate, 3 milkshakes and a six-pack of beers. 'Good old dad' he murmers.
Kyle didn't realise that Brad was over his shoulder and saw him smiling at the bag of 'goodies'. As quick as a flash Brad pulled Kyle's t-shirt up and over his head, and took his own off.
'LOOK' he said, first mine, describe my stomach!'
'It's tanned, kinda hairy, bit . . . ohh shit Brad your six pack is going.'
'Correct' said Brad in reply, 'Now look at your own!'
Kyle looks down and begins 'Tanned, hairy, tone... crap i have lost my six pack! No wait, here it is' Kyle flexes his abs showing slightly through a small layer of softness. 'And here's another' Kyle pulls his beer out of his shopping bag and opens a can. ' Lighten up Brad, its time to chill, and party!' We can keep an eye on our weight every week, but for now lets just enjoy ourselves!'
'Errrm, oh, well what the hell, gimme a can.' Brad grabs a can of beer and the two sit on the sofa, still t-shirt less chugging on the beer.
'This is going to be a great year' they both think as the cool beer flows down their throats.
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