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"Back the fuck off, Regina." I cupped the phone to my chest and read the messages. I had a privacy screen on it, so she wouldn't be able to read much, but still.
Coach: Are you awake?
Coach: Tomorrow you will see why you are here and why I did what I did.
Coach: Just trust me on this. I only want the best for you.
Coach: I am sorry for being an egotistical dickhead and ignoring you. XX
I smiled to myself. Egotistical dickhead were words I used on him last week. I exited my messages and powered my phone off. Rolling over, I slid it under my pillow and curled up under the covers.
"What did he want?"
"Just to go over tomorrow since I'm not competing." She ate the lie right up.
She paused for a second. "He shouldn't be texting you, you know."
"And you shouldn't be snooping."
"It doesn't look right."
I was quick. "The only reason it doesn't look right is because you're making it not look right. What are you getting at?"
"I want to know what he said."
I sighed in annoyance. "He texted to tell me that my parents still have the hotel room booked, so I can stay in there tomorrow instead of here if I wanted to."
"And that couldn't wait until the morning?" she argued.
"Regina?"
"What?"
"Go the fuck to sleep."
Chapter Nineteen
This was a new, cruel way of torture.
I sat on the bed and watched the girls prepare for the meet, desperately wishing I was competing too. My heart ached to be one of them, fixing each other's hair, doing each other's makeup, and applying hairspray to our butt cheeks to keep the leotard from riding up.
I glanced away at the same time a ping sounded from my phone. I picked it up from the nightstand and swiped to read the text message.
Coach: Please make sure you wear your leo and sweats. You will be sitting with me.
I let out a dramatic sigh.
"What's wrong?" Reagan asked as she shuffled through her bag.
I looked up from my phone. "Kova wants me to dress up with you guys."
"Oh, another text from Kova?"
I glared at her, silently begging for her to say something else.
"Yeah, I figured he'd want you dressed right," she said.
"How so?"
