25
The last game of the season.
It was a cold and breezy day and unseasonably overcast. Stacia had forgone a cute dress for black skinny jeans and her cheer jacket to ward off the crisp breeze.
But the weather and her clothing weren’t the only strange things about the day. Everywhere she went with the girls, it seemed like people were whispering behind hands and laughing when they passed. But it didn’t make sense. She didn’t know what they were laughing about. A couple of the football players would stare at her, and then when she saw them looking, they would immediately look away from her.
Stacia thought she was imagining it or going crazy until Trihn asked, “What the hell is everyone’s problem today?”
“Yeah. Am I missing something?” Bryna asked. “Do I have something in my hair?”
“No
