Chapter Twelve

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Brooks Rae's POV

I rolled my brown eyes at the sight of my dad passed out on the coach. This is the third time. He's been getting drunk quite a lot. I ignored him and went to my room. My long brown hair brushed passed my eyes, so I ran through it with my fingers.

Skyler be ok. I hope she can keep up tomorrow. She always stays by Emma, but falls back later on. She pushes herself too hard in my mind. I can tell that when she gets home she is mad at herself for not going faster even when she gets second after Emma.

I walked to her room and saw her thinking about something. She was so deep in thought she didn't hear me.

"Skyler?" I snapped my fingers.

"You were pretty zoned out there. What were you thinking about?" I asked her and she shrugged and walked away. I think she is nervous about the meet. I just went to my room and went to bed.

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