''I think my lungs are gonna explode'' I groaned as I sat down on a metal bench in the locker room. Practice was over almost an hour ago. After this, we were free to go home.
''You're exaggerating'' Amber replied
''Easy for you to say. You aren't the one who had to run 7 laps on track then come back for cheer practice''
I drank from my water bottle like my life depended on it
''Hey Bella, watch my bag for me please'' Amber passed me her bag
''Sure''
Amber packed her clothes in her hand, going to return them in her locker. She and Tiffany left
I noticed a paper drop from her clothes
''Hey you dropped a. .'' I began
No use. She was already gone
What attracted me to the paper was Coach Ann's handwriting. Maybe it has something with her being assistant captain.
A little spying won't
