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Chapter 1

Life is just a series of obstacles preventing you fro a nap

-T-shirt

Conleigh

I watched with my heart in my throat as the ball was released froview Liners, hand

The ball went into a flawless spiral, the absolute most perfect pass there ever was, only to stop short when the round seconds before it hit his hands

Everyone everywhere who loved the Longview Liners like I did collectively groaned

“Noooo!” I cried out, pissed off and outraged that the man didn’t catch the ball “How could you do that?”

Then the buzzer sounded, and the season was over, just like that

I prayed that they’d pan over to Linc so I could see hiht, but the stupid cameraman panned to the coach, who looked mad as hell Then to the little pissant who they called Joe Blow, but was really named Joe Hoyt, who looked even epically pissed off that he was tackled

I i hi that ball really was impossible, especially with half of their teaical choice to throw to since he’d been the only one to ht instead of fumble the damn ball

I watched with avid fascination as the world went on around thelimpse or two of Linc

However, none ever caaone to the locker room and avoided all contact with everyone

Not that I blamed him

Linc was always a sore loser, and he’d told me before that he was forced to put on a happy face and play nice when he least wanted to

My phone chimed on the chair beside me, and I smiled when I saw my mom’s name on the screen

She’d put a sad face with huge fat tears on it, and I knew that she and ame just as closely as I had been

A couple of years ago, ame—they reminded her too much of my for, bad biker president and stay there for hours watching a game with him

Me? I’d always loved the gaot to watch Linc’s tight ass running around on the field Though, he thought I hated it, and I allowed him to think I hated it because me and Linc had a weird relationship