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“No, thanks.”
“’K, see you tomorrow.”
“’Night,” I told her but didn’t bother to look.
What was I going to do? School had ended two hours ago. The teachers were gone, and band was gone, practice having ended over twenty minutes ago. It was too late to find my bandmate Joseph Carville who shared that class with me to see if I could make a copy of his on the printer in the library.
But of course, he’d probably turned his in last week anyway.
I slammed my locker shut. The silence of the empty hallways only made the thoughts in my head louder.
This was my fault, and I wouldn’t even be able to blame Martin for getting upset when he saw the missing assignment on my records. It was almost as if I enjoyed provoking him.
I was stubborn to the point of being self-destructive. I was asking for it.
Diving down, I swiped my bag off the floor, but instead of heading out the doors toward home, I went back the way I came—down the stairs, down the hallway, and toward the locker room.
“Come on,” I heard someone suddenly say. “You can do better than that.”
It sounded like Damon Torrance. I passed the wrestling room and peered inside, seeing him pin another kid to the mats as the basketball team worked on the weights nearby and his friends stood around, watching with amusement.
I kept going.
But then I heard another voice. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size?”
I slowed and then…stopped, tingles spreading up my arms at hearing his voice. I hesitated a moment and then retreated, hearing thuds on the mat as I peeked around the corner.
Will grunted, plastered to Damon’s back and pinning him to the ground as the poor kid from before stood by, smiling that the jerk was getting a dose of his own medicine.
Damon jerked, freeing his arms, but Will grappled for them, quickly securing them again between their bodies and using his weight to keep them there.
“I’m letting this happen,” Damon gritted out.
“Sure, you are.” Will’s body shook with a laugh behind his friend, and his grin just looked so happy and easy. I started to smile, too, but stopped, remembering myself.
He must’ve sensed me, because he looked up and met my eyes.
The pulse in my neck throbbed, but I didn’t run.
It was weird. He’d left me alone since the lock-in. Days and not a single word in lit class or a single look in the halls.
I was glad for it. I didn’t want his attention.
Turning around, I continued on my way to the locker room and pushed through the doors, turning on the lights.
I slipped into my black swimsuit bottoms and matching, long-sleeved rash guard and then pulled my hair into a low ponytail. Grabbing a fresh towel off the cart, I headed to the indoor pool, leaving the lights off because the emergency track lighting was always on and that was enough for me. I didn’t want to alert anyone on the outside that I was in here when it was supposed to be empty.
Setting my towel down on a bench, I kicked off my shower shoes and walked up to the edge of the pool, stretching my arms and shoulders as I hopped up and down to warm up my muscles.
The chlorine in the air tickled my nostrils, and my blood coursed hot down my legs in anticipation.
I’d missed this. I loved the water.
Climbing up on the riser, I pulled down my goggles and bent over, gripping the end of the platform and blowing out a few quick breaths.
Drawing in one large gulp of air, I pushed off, diving into the pool and fishtailing as I cut through the water.
The icy cold was like a needle in every pore of my skin, but I exhaled out of my nose and then shot out, one arm after the other, freestyling at a nice, steady pace to the other end.
