Chapter 11
JAY
Everyone had gone home for the night, but Maggie was still upstairs. When she’d walked in, I’d felt her judgmental stare burning into me. I’d stared back, first to make her keep her distance, and then because I just couldn’t help it.
The gym was quiet. I straightened the mats, picked up items left behind by forgetful kids and tossed them into the lost and found. The sound of laughter echoed above me, and I suppressed a flash of jealousy. Those weren’t my friends, and I didn’t want them to be. Maggie was just some girl, like any other girl. Except I couldn’t get this one out of my head. Nobody had ever stood up to me before. Well, not without some kind of weapon anyway.
I flicked off the lights and headed out, locking up behind me.
My apartment was even emptier than the
