Shawn
When school was finally over for the day, I had to find David. I went to the lockers, and there he was, rearranging his books so he could take whatever home for homework.
I approached him. “Ready for practice?” I asked.
“Yep,” he replied as he zipped up his backpack and closed his locker door.
“So, are you going to tell me what your text about Nina was all about?” I inquired as we walked down the hall to exit the school.
David groaned. “It’s embarrassing,” he said as we stepped outside.
“Okay, so that’s why you ignored her at lunch,” I pointed out.
David stopped walking, which caused me to stop too. I looked at him. “What’s going on?” I asked.
“Fine. So, last night, I went to Nina’s house with my dad. Her mom made dinner and asked my dad if he wanted to come over,” he told me
