Nice Guys Always Finish Last
"How can you tell if a girl has an orgasm?" Bryce Owen asked, as he stretched his hamstrings on the grass just inside the track.
"I don't know." Jake Simmons answered. "Cuz her eyes roll back in her head?"
"Who gives a fuck!" Bryce said, as he elbowed Jake in the ribs and laughed hysterically at his own joke. The rest of the guys broke into laughter, except for Dylan Daniels.
Dylan had been friends with Bryce's girlfriend Tara Hart since high school, and he knew Bryce had always treated her and every other girl he dated like shit. To make matters worse, Bryce was his biggest rival in the four by four hundred meter relay. Last year they had been on the same team and were always the two fastest runners on the track, but so far Dylan had never been able to beat him out for the top spot.
Dylan had transferred schools this year, and for the first time they would be anchoring different squads, Bryce was still a Spartan and Dylan was now a Cardinal. He had been training harder than ever this summer and figured it was finally his chance to beat Bryce, and the rest of his old team, fair and square. He also noticed Tara was sitting in the bleachers, looking hot as ever, in short shorts and a tight top, and even though he knew she loved Bryce he would never pass up a chance to catch her attention. Funny thing was she was the only person he knew that loved, or even liked Bryce. Even Jake and the rest of his team thought he was an egotistical dick, and they seemed to miss having Dylan on their team. "You're the only one who doesn't take his shit." Jake had said when he found out about the transfer.
After a few more minutes of stretching, teams were called to the starting blocks, and when the gun went off, both the Cardinal and Spartan sprinters got off to a great start and the two teams were in the lead, neck and neck, for the first two legs of the race until the Spartan runner got a stride on the Cardinal runner just before he handed the baton off to Jake. Dylan noticed that Jake didn't seem to be running his best race, and when he went to hand off to Bryce the teams were dead even. The crowd was going wild and Dylan though he could hear Tara's voice above the rest.
As Dylan reached back to take the baton, he saw Jake wink at him out of the corner of his eye and then Jake did something very uncharacteristic for him, he botched the hand off to Bryce. Bryce bobbled the baton and Dylan sprinted out to a fairly large lead. He looked ahead and saw the finish line looming ahead of him, and he could almost taste victory. He mind spun, he had been waiting for this moment as long as he could remember, and besides winning Tara's heart he wanted nothing more than to be able to look down at Bryce from the top step of the podium. He knew however, that if he took this chance to win unfairly, he would have a bitter taste in his mouth the rest of his life. So he did what he knew was right, he slowed down and let Bryce catch up.
When he took off again full speed they were neck and neck, and he actually felt himself pulling slightly ahead of Bryce as they approached the finish line, but at the very end, Bryce leaned forward, beating him literally, by a nose.
