Two Years Later
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Time passed. Irwin and I graduated. He got a football scholarship to the local city college. I walked on as safety again, but I was mostly a backup. We were in college. The professors mostly treated us like adults, the classes were more interesting, the girls were exponentially hotter, and things were generally looking up.
Irwin surprised everyone and went pre-law, although he confessed that the humanities interested him more, his major kept his dad off of his back. I pursued being an athletic trainer for college sports, which in and of itself was no joke and would require a master's degree if I wanted to get anywhere with it. Trina followed Irwin, but the college also had solid biology and art programs, which was what she wanted to pursue. They were also getting mor
