With a gulp, I make my approach. I stand before her, and she looks at me up and down in my server uniform.
“Umm, hi,” I say with a mediocre wave.
Her brows lift. “Hi?”
“I thought you might want to know, Coach Anders is my dad.”
Yvette spit takes. She hunches over, coughing and spluttering, trying to catch her breath. “What?” She finally gasps.
I nod happily. “Yep, it’s true. Would you like to spread it around?”
She blinks wildly. “You want me to tell people?”
“Yeah. I know Camila’s gone, but you are the next best person.”
Yvette frowns. “You think I’m mean like her?”
I shrug. “You agreed with everything she said.”
Her eyes water. “Yeah, that’s true.”
My eyes narrow. “I’m sorry. Are you upset? I thought you’d already be at the next table, gossiping about me.”
Yvette stands. “Look, I’ll definitely let this slip. It is totally juicy. But I don’t want to do it to be mean. With Cammy gone, I feel so alone. I’m scared that I’m now a target.”
“You’re not alone. You have Tabitha.”
“We had a fight when she didn’t want to go along with Cammy anymore.”
I snap my fingers at her. “Cammy’s gone. Go make up with your friend.”
“Do you think she’ll want to?”
“One-hundred percent.” I point out where Tabitha sits with Kai. “She’s over there. Tell her I asked you to spread the news about Coach Anders being my dad. I want her to help you tell everyone.”
She eyes me dubiously. “Why would you want that?”
“Because I want people to know, and I don’t want to tell every single person.”
Yvette shakes her head, grinning. “I knew you were a weirdo.”
I laugh. “Yeah, maybe I am. I’m so happy to know he’s my dad. I’m not ashamed of what he and my mom did, but I have no energy to tell everyone about my family connection.”
“I can’t control how much this spins out of control.”
“In the grand scheme of things, it’s not that interesting,” I reply. “That picture of my mom was old news pretty quickly. I’m just looking forward to that part.”
Yvette nods, excusing herself and moving over to Tabitha’s table. Maybe gossiping will help them mend fences. What do I know? I’m new to talking to other girls.
“Hey, are you okay?” Milo asks, rushing over to me. “I saw you talking with Yvette.”
I grin nervously. “I told her Coach is my dad.”
Milo’s eyes widen. “What? Why? That’s crazy.”
“I know she’s a gossip,” I reply, taking his hand. “I want people at school to find out. Plus, Coach wants people to know. By Monday morning, everyone at school will know.”
“Oh my gosh.” He sighs and pulls me in for a hug. “Well, you know I’ll be with you through this.”
