Soon enough, Aiden came out of the lockers and jumped straight into drills. I watched as he and Clyde played on opposing teams--it was only fair, given the obvious advantages they held over the others.In the past, I would’ve hidden in terror at the thought of pinning these two against each other. They were practically at each other’s throats as it was; having them compete on opposite sides just seemed like inviting disaster.
But it turned out to be the opposite.Both boys used their skill set to communicate and operate within their given teams. Their passes, their dribbles, their shots--it was like watching poetry in motion. And this was them working against each other.
“It’s honestly incredible how much you’ve influenced them,” Noah said.
“M-me?” I stammered, face growing hot. “I don
