Wren
By the time the last bell rang, I made my way toward the cheerleading practice hall with my duffel bag slung over my shoulder, mentally preparing myself for two hours of exhausting routines, aching muscles, and Coach yelling at us for not smiling enough.
Honestly, it sounded therapeutic compared to everything else happening in my life.
No cheating exes. No psychotic hockey captains. No fake best friends.
Just practice. Exactly what I needed.
I had barely reached the entrance when the door burst open and Chastity nearly collided with me.
"Wren!"
I blinked.
Chastity looked like she'd just won the lottery.
"What?"
"Practice is canceled!"
She practically squealed.
I frowned.
"What?"
"It's canceled!" she repeated excitedly. "Coach just told us!"
For a second, I stood there c
