Coming back to school sucked. Mac and Casey keep complaining that I missed tryouts for football this year and weren’t happy with my explanation that I was busy. “Busy with what?” Mac had snapped. “You’re always too busy to hang nowadays.” I’d just brushed them off by bringing up Trey who also hadn’t joined the team. “It’s different though because he chose basketball. Coach made him choose.”
“He couldn’t play both?” I’d wondered, annoyed.
“You know the policy,” Casey chimed in.
It’s a stupid policy but when I talked to Trey during third period, he wasn’t worried about it. Wasn’t mad like Mac was either. “I have more time to spend with Cass,” he’d shrugged, grinning. “I’m going over her place tonight. Her parents won’t be home until late.” He wagged his eyebrows a
