CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
Lauren Wickline did not like talking in front of people. In fact, whenever she was in a crowd of friends that equaled more than ten, she usually stayed quiet. Last year, during her sophomore year of high school, she’d had to speak in front of the entire freshman class to welcome them to the school and she nearly barfed all over the place. Speaking to large groups of people was simply not her thing. One or two people, though—that’s where she really shined. That’s why it seemed like such a perfect fit to be a representative for the girls’ track and field team.
She was peddling discount booklets for local businesses, trying to raise money for the team so they could finally get some decent uniforms. So far, the door-to-door approach had worked wonderfully. She knew she ha
