Chapter 12Skate America’s gala performance was the next day, timed perfectly to fall within The Friend Group’s usual drinks hour at Mood. Mike had promised to download the NBC app onto his phone in preparation.
Devante was surprisingly nervous about it, although for the life of him he couldn’t pinpoint exactly why. Michael wouldn’t actually be there in person to make Devante nervous around him, and as far as Devante knew, he’d never revealed what song he’d be skating to, or what he’d be wearing. There was no reason for the butterflies in his stomach, but there they were all the same, flapping around and making his dinner sit uncomfortably.
He washed the dinner dishes and went upstairs to change for drinks, flinging open his closet and running his hand down the row of brightly-colored, br
