"This is all your fault, director's pet. This is a play. I'm not falling in love with you, and I would never ever go out with you, Jack Garrison."
Jack and Shayna can't get through a rehearsal without fighting.
Cheerleader Shayna loathes perfect Ja...
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Lockers slammed around me as I changed out of my smelly pads and back into sweats. I grabbed my phone, looking for an update from Lilly.
I didn't have access to my phone on the field during football practice, so when I got back to the locker room, it surprised me that I had two missed calls and four missed texts.
I pulled my shirt back on and sighed. It was strange for Uncle Anton to call me during practice. He knew I wouldn't respond, yet he'd left a call and four texts. Scrolling through the messages, my eyes widened at the news he'd sent me.
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It seemed problematic. As much as I wanted to worry about the situation, Jamie did give good advice. She kept her head in a crisis and likely found a favorable solution.
The other call was from my sister, Lilly. She hadn't left a voicemail, so it wasn't an emergency. I'd call her when I got out of the locker room.
My phone started pinging over and over. Messages were coming in from the theater group chat, fast and furious, as Tasha announced she was quitting.
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I scrolled down the messages as the locker next to mine slammed shut. I didn't know if adding anything to the group chat would help. I knew if I did respond, everyone would want to know if I knew what my uncle thought.
"Dude," Chad, one of the linebackers, grinned next to me. "Yo, Jack. Clingy girlfriend or something? You've been staring at that phone a long time."
I looked up. Chad was trying to crane his short neck to read the texts on my phone. I switched it off.
