Stadium Of Lights: A Second Chance Sports Romance - Plot & Excerpts
I looked at the sign on the library door with a scowl. “Closed for the day,” Claire read. “Problems with plumbing. Great.” A couple walked behind us. “I was in there earlier—all the toilets backed up at once. It smelled like shit!” The guy laughed. “Gross!” Claire scrunched her nose. “Wow,” I said. “That’s … shitty.” “Impressive.” She rolled her green eyes. “Now what do we do? Should we call it off for the night?” I looked around, like that would give me any clues. We had fallen into a sort of rhythm over the last few weeks. We weren’t even fighting nearly half as much anymore. When we did, it didn’t last long. For the most part, I went my way, she went hers. She had her weekly phone calls or emails or whatever with Coach, and everybody was happy. Until this. And I had a Shakespeare exam to study for, too.
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