I saw him grumble as he tried to moderate his strength. It took him a few shots into the net before he figured it out. They all had their problems with that. I just smirked to myself as I watched. After that we went up to hit our 10 backhands. My backhand was one handed. Next were the serves. I put my all into them in order to show off. Most of them were in. That was the end of the first tryout session. Out of the 30 spots for the roster, 19 were already filled by the upperclassmen and returning students from the previous season. They were there to participate and shake the rust off them. That left 20 students fighting for 11 spots. If the three jocks had there way, I would be one of the nine that would be cut. The next session was for Soccer and Football. They looked really conflicted. They wanted to play Football, but they also needed to keep an eye on me to ensure that I did not do well. I could see them huddle up. Eventually they made the decision that Klein would be the one to follow me to practice. It was his ass on the line, so it made sense that he would have to see it through. I could respect that.
Brad's girlfriend was on the line as well, but he must either value playing Football higher than me or think it really was impossible for me to succeed. Klein just came right up to me and said "What position are you going for? You probably have something easy in mind like the fucking forward, right?" There was no reason for me to tell him for him to then sabotage. Since it was only one of them, and he was not too good with catching the ball with his feet, it was easy to do what I needed to do. My soccer performance was pretty good. A really good showing compared to my jock stalker. Klein was really out of his field here. He fumbled and was hard tackled out of his cleats multiple times. The guy that did it had to pick him up and take him to the bench to rest for a few minutes. On the plus side, the two got some sympathetic applause from the rest of us on the field. I proved that I was good at blocking and running routes to the coach. I even caught an interception from a shaky midfielder wannabe. That was a surefire goal. It would just have to do for now. There was only today for all of us to prove ourselves.
There were a good 23 students vying for 9 positions for the roster. With a very competitive field like this, I would still have my work cut out for me. The 3 jocks were my upperclassmen that already had their spots secured. That is why Klein was fine with coming over to try and sabotage me. To be honest, even with all of my cheats, I was not too confident that I actually clinched the position on either team. There were some guys that were just a cut above the rest. They would be my best guess as to who the were-creatures would be. My cheats put me on a higher level that I should have been, but I was still not as good as some of the ones trying out. If I did not get on a team, I would be the slave of the jocks. That might be okay if I actively avoided them. Unless, of course, they were were-creatures themselves and began hunting me. At that point, I would have to find Hunters to come kill them off for me. We all went into the locker room. was changing in the locker room when Brad, Klein and Tyler came up to me. I was going to say something when a tanned blond came over. He then smiled at all of us.
I looked at him like the others. He was pretty effeminate. He also had a soft face, but his legs were toned and looked powerful. "Are you done, Sunny!? I wanted to talk to you about the math homework." I blinked until I realized that we did share a math class together. I smiled and said "Yes. I'm ready. Let's go. All of us are done for the day anyway." The others were not pleased with this, but that was on them. I then followed him out of the locker room with my things. He smiled at me. We then got to talking as we left. The guy's name was Clyde. He was also trying out today for a team. He was going for the Cross Country team. I wished him good luck and he said "Thanks. I don't need luck though. Good luck for the ones you went for too. I saw you sign for the Tennis Team." After that, he looked at me seriously. I just looked at him. "I saw you stick up to those three jocks today. That took some serious guts. Other people would have backed down." That would be pretty true if they were trying to intimidate me as true Alphas. They did not do it. Either they were not trying to do that, or they actually could not do it.
