While on the outside nobody would think it of him but Rob really did quite enjoy the nights watching the school teams play. What it didn't enjoy was seeing Deus sat up with him and the rest of the group rather than down on the field lighting it up. Even so, with the performance to that point there was very little reason to get excited. 'This is a shower of shit today...' he muttered to himself.
The game ticked by and the group spoke amongst themselves as things just appeared to get worse and worse. Whether it was the lack of Deus or the general mood of the school bringing the team down, nobody would ever really know for sure. However as usual DJ was there to try and lift everyones spirits. With a flick of the wrist he lofted a kernel of popcorn into the air before catching it in his often big mouth. Whatever bet he had made before hand had slipped past Rob's ears as he watched his school drop another pass deep.
DJ patted him on the shoulder with a smile. "Get your dancing shoes ready, brother. Shit's gonna be magical." Rob turned and looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What are you on about DJ?" Before DJ could reply Augie piped in with his joke and it all became clear to Rob who couldn't help but laugh. "Let's be real...while i'm incredibly flattered...no...honoured by your wanting to dancing the night away with me, I am afraid that I am truly unable to dance."
Rob leapt up to his feet and did his best spinning ballerina impression, narrowly avoiding a tumble down the bleachers. "See? How on earth would I be able to keep up with your fantastic skills? Surely someone more suited to this would be Isaac? That guy has some serious moves."
Turning to the groups very own Bear Grylls Rob moved to continue the joke but caught ear shot of Isaac's suggestion to move inside. Deus agreed and the charade soon dropped. The fact was the game was pretty diabolical and to be totally honest, Rob wanted to go home and get changed before heading to the party anyway. "Guys I think leaving now is a superb idea. I need to go get my sexy clothes on anyway. Shall we say meet in the hall in an hour?" Rob reached in his pocket to take his car keys out before turning back to the group. "Anyone other than the sexual predator known as DJ want a ride home? Don't think I would be able to trust him to keep his hands off me." Rob winked in his friends direction as he waited for an answer.