Dakota’s POV
As I hurried through the halls at lunchtime, heading toward the cafeteria, I could hear people around me whispering, talking about a fight that had happened between two of the basketball players.
Speeding up, I rushed through the double doors, ignoring the line for food as I scanned for my brother. My heart rate spiked when I realised he wasn’t at his usual table. Had he been involved in the fight? Who had he fought with and why?
Pushing through the crowds that hovered around the tables, I burst through the far door that led onto the playing field. Stepping out into the bright sunshine, I shielded my eyes with my hand as I raked my gaze over the sea of students lounging on the grass, enjoying the last of the summer warmth. Over to the right, I finally spotted the familiar b
