The Jock Prop
Reality snapped back to me as I felt the harsh glare of Megan's green eyes scan me closely. I foolishly attempted to cover my face up with a tattered baseball cap when she stormed up to me. "I know it's you, Wren," she snapped, ripping the cap off of me. "Oh, hey Megan! Didn't see you there," I laughed, trying to pla...
