Fake It 'Til You Break It by Meagan Brandy

“I never said I was done,” he says sharply. You and Trent thought you were really cute, by the way.” “I gathered when I woke up and you were, you know, gone, and when I didn’t see you in class all week. Today’s the first day I could make it back.” Nico waits for the door to close completely then looks back to me.

Right then, a girl on my team comes out of the locker room door, squealing when she sees us. I frown and he holds a finger to his mouth, telling me to keep quiet. “What.” I trail off as he uses his body to drive mine back a few steps, trapping me in the small divide that leads into the locker room. I use the time I have left to take a quick shower and dress in my normal clothes, but I’m too exhausted to mess with my hair, so I tie it back in a slick ponytail, throwing some mousse in to give the illusion of natural body.Īs usual, I’m one of the last to leave, rushing out the door, only to slam into Nico on my exit. The boys are dismissed while us girls hang back to go over our schedule for the week, and then we’re let go. We only have time to run through it once with everyone and it’s a shit show, but Miranda advises us to try and get together to practice this week if we can swing it. Nico’s eyes slide to mine, and I almost detect a flash of satisfaction coming from his, but he blinks, and it’s gone. Complete story to tell before a big game.”

They come in hot, get knocked down a peg, but fire back with a dominant flare. Messy, needs serious precision, and practice, but a perfect entrance. A few girls whistle and clap while Miranda stands there processing.Īfter a moment she nods.

Fake It 'Til You Break It by Meagan Brandy