“f**k!” Pace cried on Monday morning. He threw his helmet down into the back of Stacia’s SUV, which Trihn had agreed to drive back for her.
He had just walked out of the sports complex after his morning meeting with Coach Galloway. Stacia had agreed to go to campus early with him for moral support and to meet up with Whitney to get the notes she’d missed while in LA.
“What happened?”
“I’m out.”
“What?” Stacia shrieked.
“You heard me! I’m out. He’s suspending me for the next game.”
“I can’t believe this! The charges were dropped!”
“Yeah. Well, Coach is forcing Boomer and me to sit out the next game. Luckily, it’s a f*****g cakewalk game, but god-f*****g-damn it, it wasn’t supposed to happen like this! I only have two more regular season games in my college career, and I’m f*****g sus
