As Hershaille and her friends treaded and looked for seats to occupy, the audience roared. They couldn’t help but close their ears a little because of the sudden uproar. Hershaille was used to it, but not while she was watching with them. She was only familiar with all these cheerings when she was playing herself.
In the middle of the bleachers near the first section of the court, she saw Rowie and her friends. They were waving their hands toward them, catching their attention. Jennica was particularly more ecstatic compared to the rest of them like she missed them so much.
Sitting beside Rowie, Hershaille greeted the rest of her friends. She only saw Rowie’s proud smile towards her but didn’t say anything. She couldn’t help but smile as well.
Rowie was right. She just had to be honest
