Cassia Bartnett, lacrosse star.
Jace Everard, fellow lacrosse star.
Two kids that aren't ready to be in relationships? Absolutely.
What could possibly go wrong?
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Jace Everard had asked me to homecoming last night.
Jace Everard had asked me to homecoming last night.
That meant I actually had to find it in myself to care about how I looked.
I had bought a dress, mostly because my mom had insisted on it, and my father would not be seeing me in said dress. It was much too short and much too sparkly for his liking, again, because I had planned on tonight being a girls night with Stace and Ri.
First, though, I had to play soccer. Awesome. Yay.
The scrimmage with the football boys totally should've earned me points in Coach's book, but that wasn't quite how she functioned, and it pissed me off. I did not play better when I was pissed.
We had an early game, too.
Coach pulled me to the side before we started, crossing her arms and staring me down. That woman was tall.
"You gonna play for the team today?" She asked, and I must have looked confused, because she elaborated. "Are you going to commit, or not, Bartnett. I get that this isn't your sport and you would rather be playing lacrosse, but unless you get your head out of your ass today, you're off the team. Got it?"
"Off the team?" I echoed, reaching up to tighten my ponytail.
"There's a reason I've been pushing you so hard. Prove that it worked."
Well, fuck me. I hated this sport. I hated this coach, I hated everything about it.
It must have been showing when I went back over to the team, because Rhia was giving me concerned eyes, and Stacey kicked me, gesturing with her head towards the stands.
Nobody in my family ever came to my games.
"Don't look now, but somebody is here," Stacey whispered, after she was done giving her pregame pep talk.
"What?"
She just grinned, jogging over to her starting position.
I slowly turned, glancing towards the Rainfall section of the bleachers.
