Sydney

I’ve never been a fan of sports. In fact, I hated anything that felt remotely athletic.

And I forgive you if you think it’s because I was never allowed to participate in any.

Because, yeah, that’s a part of the reason.

But sitting in that gym amidst all that tension and excitement, I got to realize it wasn’t actually that bad.

I mean my soul left my body more times than I could count, but it was alright…I guess.

“Gosh, did you see Tyler go?” Some girl said as we walked to Maeve’s car after the game.

“What about Dean? God, he was injured and still played.” Another girl...