Game day. I should be focused. Thinking about the matchup, the lines, the plays we drilled all week. But the second I wake up, my phone buzzes.
Lena:
Good luck today. You’ve got this.
I smile before I can stop myself. Then another message pops up:
Lena:
Also… Sabrina sends her love ❤️
I stare at the screen. Then I stare at the ceiling. Then I text back:
Evan:
Why are you like this.
She sends a GIF of someone cackling. I groan into my pillow.
Mason is already smirking when I walk into the locker room. “Big day, huh?” he says. “Your girlfriend and your side chick both in the stands tonight.”
I glare at him. “No. Absolutely not.”
He bumps my shoulder. “Come on, man. Lena AND Sabrina? That’s a lot of drama for one dude.”
“I’m not dating either of them.”
“Sure you’re not.”
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