Wait up!” Ally glanced over her shoulder and stopped, stifling a groan, and allowed the group of girls to catch up to her. She recognized three of them as basketball team members and tried to smile as she yanked her coat tighter around her body. “What’s up?” Ally asked. “Are you going to be able to play?” Robin Duncan asked, glancing at the brace on Ally’s ankle. “Hopefully,” Ally said. “We’ll see.” “We heard this morning on the radio that your dad and his band are retiring after this tour,” Amy Swetin declared, her eyes wide. Ally blew a breath at her hair and rolled her eyes. “Rumors – that’s all it is.” She turned her back on the girls and headed toward her dorm, eager to get out of the cold and away from the questions. It’d been the exact same thing the week before for Alec when a bunch of his classmates had hounded him between classes. “Are you sure, Ally?” Robin said, snagging Ally’s arm before she could escape. “I mean, do you really think parents tell their kids everything?”
