Juliette:
The theater was mostly empty. Just a few cast members milling around, running lines under their breath or scrolling through their phones while we waited for Professor Langley to show up.
Maddox wasn’t here.
And I already knew why.
He had a meeting with Coach before practice today—about the fight. About Cole. The star quarterback. He was untouchable, especially when it came to the football team.
I didn’t know what they’d do. Bench him? Suspend him from a game? All I knew was that the guilt in my chest felt like a rock that wouldn’t budge. If it hadn’t been for that stupid post, for me, none of it would’ve happened. Maddox lived and breathed football, and I had gotten in the way of that. I hated this feeling.
I sat alone in the third row, script open in my lap, but still unr
