LANDON'S POV
Parker was talking.
Again.
He had been talking since we left the locker room, through the entire walk across the quad, and he was still going now. Nobody knew how long he had been talking about this specific topic. Nobody knew why he had so much energy at three o'clock in the afternoon.
All I knew was that I was tired, my legs were sore from morning drills, and I wanted nothing more than to grab a sandwich and take a nap.
Then, through the sea of students, I spotted Sophie standing near the student center. She was holding two coffee cups and looked like she was currently having some sort of internal existential crisis. She was the same girl who was always attached to the hip with Lila.
She seemed nice. A little chaotic, definitely a bit clumsy based on how she had just n
