Snake was rock hard as he surveyed his handiwork. On the forehead of each player, Ryan now read through Master Snake's eyes were a list a various articles of clothing:
Ricky : BK Leather Jeans
Kevin : BK Leather T-Shirt
Horst : LT BK Ath Sock
Carter: RT BK Ath Sock
Steve : BK Belt
Hamid : Leopard Thong
Larry : LT BK Glove
Marty : RT BK GLove
Ox : Grey Coveralls
Petey : A-Shirt
Victor: Studded Leather Wristband (this covered his entire face)
John : Leather Armband
Terry : Bath Sheet
JJ : BR Leather Jeans
BJ : Penis Pump
Jimmy : RT BK Boot
James : LT BK Boot
AJ : Snakeskin Shirt
Richy : Wallet with chain
Ryan : Jock
...and on the list went. Before Ryan could digest all the names and the forms that Jason was going to have Vinnie give them, Jason "Snake" Tyler slammed the year book shut with a high level of satisfaction. He put both the catalogue and the yearbook into his backpack and dropped it out the open window above the carrel. He exited the library, and retrieved the backpack from the bushes.
Then he headed down to the boiler room, where he scored a bag of pills from the janitor. Then he headed toward the cafeteria. He scoped out the room, and his eyes locked on Vinnie who was waiting in line.
Snake made a bee-line for Vinnie, and grabbed his elbow. He escorted Vinnie to the front of the line despite Vinnie's protests.
"Come on, Vinnie, it's my treat. It's the least I can do," Snake said.
"Where's Ryan?" Vinnie asked harshly.
"Oh, Ryan's hanging out where he feels most comfortable," Snake chuckled literally sticking his tongue in his cheek so it bulged out. He glanced down at his bulge significantly.
Vinnie snorted.
"Oh, come on. Let's get some food and sit down, then all three of us can eat," Snake added with a wicked grin.
There were voices from behind Vinnie telling him and Snake to keep moving. So Vinnie selected the meatloaf, potatoes and garlic bread. Snake picked a salad, 2 burritos, and 2 bowls of chilli and a handful of breadsticks. They each grabbed a couple milks and Snake led Vinnie with his arm over Vinnie's shoulders straight to the empty table that Snake reserved for himself as his select friends.
After they were seated, two guys approached, but Snake shooed them away, "Later Mikey, Later Spike. Vinnie and me got business to discuss."
Vinnie frowned.
Snake took a packet of crackers and crumpled it over one bowl of chilli. He stirred it up and took a bite.
"Man, this is great you got to try the chilli," Snake said. He took the other bowl, and a packet of crackers. Ryan realized that with the crackers were some of the pills from Snake's pocket. He crumbled them over the bowl and stirred it up. Then he set it in front of Vinnie.
"I really don't feel like chilli, Snake. Besides, I already told you that Ryan cannot remain your jockstrap."
"Yeah, he's part of a team, and should be with his team mates," Snake agreed.
Vinnie shoved the chilli away from him and stared deep into Snake's eyes.
"Alright, Snake, enough of this sparring. You like to think of yourself as a cobra hypnotizing its prey, don't you?"
"Me?" Snake said innocently.
Vinnie rolled his eyes. Then he grabbed the collar of Snake's cotton
t-shirt. Vinnie's eyes glowed, and for the first time in school history, Snake backed away from another kid in terror.
Vinnie released him, and sat back down. He glanced over at the perturbed cool guy, and said, "Think of me as the mongoose to your cobra. Do we understand each other? And I expect to see Ryan at football practice after school," he added.
Snake cringed. He didn't finish his food. He carried his tray and dumped it in the trash. He walked silently out of the cafeteria, and headed back toward the library. He had an idea of what a mongoose was, but he wanted to make sure.