“I’m not waiting.”
He laughed under his breath. “Sure.”
We started drills.
First few were clean.
Then I missed a read I don’t miss.
Coach whistle snapped instantly.
“Again.”
We reset.
I tried to focus harder.
That made it worse.
Because now I was focused on not thinking about her.
Which meant I was thinking about her anyway.
“Reed,” Coach said again, sharper now. “What’s your head doing?”
“Nothing.”
“That’s the problem.”
Silence.
I ran it again.
Better.
Not perfect.
Close enough to pass.
But not me.
Not usual.
Jace jogged past me low voice. “You good?”
“Yeah.”
He didn’t believe it.
Neither did I.
Then it happened.
Not dramatic.
Not announced.
Just shift.
