I pointed at both of them. “You guys are acting insane.”
Mia grabbed my phone off the table before I could stop her.
“Hey—”
Too late.
Her eyes widened instantly.
“Oh, this is disgusting.”
“What?”
“You guys text like an old married couple.”
Serena grabbed the phone next.
“Okay wow,” she said. “‘Go home, Ellis’ is weirdly hot.”
I buried my face in my hands.
“I hate all of you.”
“No you don’t,” Serena said. “You’re glowing.”
“I am absolutely not glowing.”
Mia looked offended for me. “Girl, you practically have a soundtrack right now.”
This was humiliating.
MASON
Practice started rough and somehow got worse.
Coach had us running defensive rotations for almost an hour.
Normally I liked defense.
It was predictable.
Controlled.
Simple.
Today my timing was off again.
Not terrible.
Just enough.
Coach blew the whistle sharply. “Reed.”
I already knew.
“You hesitated.”
“I saw it.”
