Cassie’s POV.
The morning air bit gently at my cheeks as I tugged my hoodie tighter and squinted up at the tall, frosted glass walls of the school’s practice rink. It was just barely six, the sky still soft with early gray light, and everything around us was still waking, just like the rest of the world.
"I can't believe you dragged us out of bed so early for this!" Sandy grumbled beside me, her thick scarf swallowing half her face. She looked like a puffball of sleep, with a little bit of attitude like typical Hollie when he's disturbed, but I appreciated her presence more than she probably realized.
"You could've stayed in," I said, pushing the door open with my shoulder and stepping into the large hall that smelled faintly of waxed floors and cold rubber. "I told you, I’ll be using
