Aria POV

  “You think you can just waltz in here and act like you own the place, Anna? After that bullshit you pulled during practice today, stealing my spot on the team lineup like some sneaky bitch?” I spat the words out as I slammed my locker shut, the metal echoing through the empty locker room, my heart pounding hard in my chest from the leftover adrenaline of the workout and now this building anger that made my skin flush hot.

  Anna turned from her bench, her towel draped loosely over her shoulders, sweat still glistening on her toned arms and legs, and she smirked at me with that infuriating...