Phoebe
“Don’t you miss me?”
“s**t! You startled me, Zion,” I snapped, glaring at the tall guy standing before me.
Zion smirked, as he always did, and in one swift move, he pulled me into a room I recognized as Coach Cooper’s office. Before I could protest or resist, he locked the door and let the room sink into darkness. Only the faint glow of neon lights from the corridor slipped through the ventilation, giving us just enough light to see.
I glanced around. Coach Cooper’s office was surprisingly tidy for PE. Two large cabinets lined the walls, and a long couch with a pillow sat in the corner, probably where he took short breaks. But I couldn’t focus on the details of the room. My attention shifted back to Zion, trying to figure out why he had dragged me here.
Before I could say a wor
