Chloe’s POV
“Do you just stack those medals in a corner and worship them?” Kyle poked at my first place medal that I’d been awarded earlier today.
I shot him a sharp glare and swatted his hand away. “Isn’t it enough torture that you dragged me to watch a round of football matches?”
It was the final day of the competition and I’d have preferred to be anywhere but here.
“Your inflated brain doesn’t have space for sports at all?” he teased.
I ignored him and focused on the cheerleaders that were pouring into the field after the last game ended. Lilith was in her element as a dancer, flexible and effortless in every move despite having on more clothes than the others.
Her teammates were dressed in skirts that barely covered half their thighs and shirts tight enough to flaunt the cu
