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Regency was our Orange County equivalent It wasn’t as old or prestigious as Westgate, but Regency ell respected and boasted an impressive roster of student athletes And if possible, their board was known for being even more conservative than ours

Not iame

So far, ere doing a damn fine job

The score was six to two, us We had to get through one more quarter and ideally put some more points on the board I braced for so to rile Carly, but three quarters in, she was rock steady

I tapped my clipboard and blew out a rush of air I cast a serious look at h fives as they joined uard down Do not think about celebrating You haven’t won anything yet”

“We got this, Coach The ref isn’t calling theot stiff-armed twice out there”

“Me too And lesbo is their name of the day,” Callie, a senior defender huffed

“Naruffly

Carly clapped ht It would have been nice if , but I think it’s a nice touch”

Carly’s parents had indeed shown up with a ginor and a rainbow-colored “Go Wildcats” poster with all of the girls’ names on it I spotted Katie with her aunt and uncle in the front row, behind the players’ bench, cheering for her cousin I couldn’t see Asher, but I kneas in the next section with so hiotten the rainbow memo

Regency’s bleachers weren’t as vocal as ours I hadn’t heard anything negative, though But I’d been aood omen

“It’s a great touch,” Shana agreed, chourand pooh-bah, however, is not so happy We’d better fuckin’ win this title”

I furrowed irls in “On three Wildcats”

They hooted, grabbed their gear, adjusted their goggles, and raced for the field I kept lued to the action for a solid lanced toward the aristocratic gray-haired ate was poised to take home its first-ever lacrosse CIF title…but the headmaster did not look happy Neither did the boardhim

Fuck You couldn’t win for losing some days