Chapter Eighteen

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Payton Morn's POV

Worries kicked in when I saw Skyler crying. It has look like someone killed her dog, and boy does she love dogs.

"Where is Emma?" Brooks asked.

"Hurt! Go get coach! Payton come with me!" She screamed and I followed her as Brooks ran off. We sprinted faster than Emma ever has, which I never thought I'd do.

We stopped at the spot where Emma was on the ground. Her leg was all twisted.

"What happened?" I asked.

"She might've fallen." She cried out.

God I hate seeing her cry like this.

"Let's start taking her back." I suggested and Skyler nodded.

Emma must've passed out, so I pickled her up and sprinted to the finish line. We found the ambulance and ran to them. Brooks helped me set Emma down on the stretcher while Coach Clara talked to the paramedics. I looked to Skyler who was still crying. Brooks and I both hug her. Brooks left to join the team, but I wanted to stay longer while hugging her.

I wiped the tears off her cheeks.

"It's going to be ok." I whispered the caught up with Brooks. He seemed like he was going to kill someone or cry. I don't know why, it's not like Skyler is hurt or anything. Then it hit me.

"Brooks! Do you like Emma?" I asked. He looked at me with fear. That's a yes then.

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