I tried speaking to Ryan all day to talk about Tim, but the boy knew how to avoid we when he wanted to.
I looked everywhere, the only places left were the boys bathrooms and changing rooms and I was starting to consider it.
It was the end of the day as I was walking to the gate I saw the basketball court, Ryan plays basketball and it’s practice today after school. I headed for the changing rooms and planed to catch Ryan as he was coming out.
Waiting by the doors I heard something behind me, then I spun round when I felt breath on my neck. There was no one there but I was definitely not alone and I was scared.
The handle of the closet door where the sports equipment was stored shook. Without thinking I just ran, right into something hard but familiar.
I looked up into grey stormy eyes,
