Seasons Change

Prologue

It's time for the highly anticipated sequel of the Coach's Daughter. I went back and forth in my head about whether or not I wanted to bother writing this. I'm super sorry that it is now July and I promised this for May! I'm so bad at finding time to write.
When I first wrote Coach's Daughter I was in eighth grade and rereading makes me cringe lol. BUT for some reason there's so many people that have really enjoyed it and I know were hoping for a sequel.

With that, I hope you guys enjoy the second, and final, book to the Coach's Daughter.
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Prologue
Lillian Faye

"Are you sure that it's a good idea to have this party tonight? We are both hitting the road early tomorrow morning."

The corners of Kelsey's lips twisted up in a sly grin, she nodded. She ripped open a bag of tortilla chips into a large blue bowl. "I know, I know. You think I'm being over the top."

Kelsey had been adamant about having one last "hoo-ra" before all of us went our separate ways. It wasn't like we were never going to see each other again, but Kelsey was set on getting together our friend group together. Like if we didn't get together tonight, we would all regret it for the rest of our lives.

"I'm just really going to miss this town," she continued. "I really want to spend tonight with my high school friends. Who knows what will change once we head our own ways tomorrow."

I fought back the urge to roll my eyes. I offered a smile instead, taking pity on the poor girl. As much as I wasn't convinced that things were going to change forever, she did have point that things definitely were going to change in their own ways.

"I get it," I promised her, took a seat on the bar stool at the giant kitchen island. I was looking forward to having my own taste of freedom. College was my chance to be responsible for every aspect of my life, while still being able to go home for the holidays and summers to be with my dad.

I grabbed a bag of Doritos, poured them into a bowl next to the tortilla chips. "What are the plans for tonight?"

"I told everyone 3:00 PM in the group chat." Her smile dropped; eyes narrowed. "Didn't you read the texts I sent everyone?"

I grinned. It wasn't a secret that I was terrible at responding to texts. It shouldn't have come as a surprise to Kelsey that I had muted the group chat for being too active. I threw my hands up in mock surrender. "It's not my fault you guys had sent over 300 text messages in twenty minutes. At midnight. Can you really blame me for muted the group chat and then forgetting it completely?"

Kelsey did not resist an eye roll, turned her back to me as she walked over to the fridge. "So," she opened the fridge, pulled out a water bottle. "Is Ben coming? He was the only one not in the group chat."

Ben and I first met at bonfire that the Olson's had put on. Dylan took a page out of Kelsey's book and decided to play match maker. Ben was one of Dylan's top receivers, and he and I were the same age. Dylan introduced us, we started talking and had a lot in common. We were just friends for several months before that spring when Ben asked me to prom. We had been dating ever since.

"Yeah, he said he was coming with Dylan."

Kelsey lowered the water bottle from her lips, eyebrows shot up. "Wait, Dylan is coming? I thought he was still in Ohio visiting Luke for football camp or something."

I shook my head with an amused chuckle. It was rather humorous that I was the one who was more informed about Kelsey's brother's whereabouts. Dylan had been in Ohio with his cousin, but he had texted me this morning to say he was back home. "He got home last night." I pulled a chip from the bowl in front of me. "Do you two not talk?"