INICIAR SESIÓNBrianna's POVFour days after the near-miss stunt at practice I called the meeting.Not because of the stunt. The stunt had served its purpose and Vega's expression afterward told me she had noticed exactly what I wanted her to notice. But the stunt was not the reason for the urgency. The reason for the urgency was what Colton had told me on the phone that morning about what happened at the athletics board conference.We met at the bar. Same corner table. Same four faces. Nikki arrived last, took a seat, ordered nothing, and looked at Colton with the look of someone who had been given the summary and wanted the rest."Tell them," I told him.He leaned forward."I spoke to her at the conference," he told us. "Alone. At the refreshments table. Nobody else was close enough to hear.""What did you say?" Zoey asked."I told her I knew she worked nights," Colton told us. "I told her the establishment she worked at had an interesting reputation. I mentioned the nights. Wednesday and Friday."
Avery's POVPractice on Friday started wrong and got worse.The energy in the room was off from the moment the squad walked in. I could feel it the way I had learned to feel room dynamics over a year of being the captain, the difference between a squad that was focused and one that had brought something in with it.Brianna was already on the floor when I arrived. She was stretching near the back wall with her group around her and she did not look up when I came in."What is the plan today?" Chloe asked, falling into step beside me."Full routine," I told her. "Top to bottom. Vega wants to see the pyramid section at full speed.""The pyramid section has not been clean since the second game," Chloe told me."That is why we are running it today," I told her."Is Brianna's group on the base?" Chloe asked."They are always on the base," I told her. "That is where they are placed."Chloe looked at me with something she didn't say."Let us get started," I said.I called the squad together. T
Avery's POVLiam did not wait until we got home to ask.He asked in the car. Three minutes into the drive. His hands on the wheel, his eyes on the road."What did Colton say to you?" Liam asked."I told you," I told him. "Small talk.""Avery." He glanced at me. "You were shaking. In the lift. Your hands, your jaw, your shoulders. I could feel it through your back when I put my hand on you." He looked at the road again. "That is not a reaction to small talk."I looked out the window."He made a comment about my work," I told him."What kind of comment?" he asked."About Crestwood," I told him. "About the kitchen. He said something about how it was beneath me. That the captain of the cheer squad should not be washing dishes at a community centre." I kept my voice flat. "He knew it would land. I was already on edge about the forum thing and the game, and then he was standing there being smug about my job and I froze. It caught me off guard. That is all."Liam drove for another block with
Avery's POVThe week after the game was supposed to be a recovery week. Light practice, no fixtures, the squad resting before the next block of the season. Instead Reyes had reminded us twice in the group chat that the athletics board conference was on Thursday and attendance was not optional for team captains and starting players.I had forgotten about it until the second reminder. Between the forum post and the phones in the crowd and the syllable that might have been Scarlett shouted from the stands, the conference had been the last thing on my mind.But Thursday came and I put on the version of myself that events like this required. The one that smiled at strangers and shook hands and said things like thank you for your support of the programme while holding a glass of water I did not drink.I was good at that version of me.Liam was across the room talking to Coach Reyes and two board members whose names I had been given and immediately forgotten. Jade was somewhere near the back
Avery's POVI felt them watching me before I stepped onto the field.Not the usual watching. Not the way a crowd looked at a cheer squad before kickoff, half interested and half waiting for the real thing to start. This was different. The attention had an edge to it, as if the crowd were looking at me and cross-referencing something else at the same time."You ready?" Chloe asked beside me in the tunnel."Always," I told her."You do not look always," she told me. "You look like you are about to walk into a courtroom.""I look like I am about to lead a routine," I told her. "Same face. Different context."She held the look a second longer than she needed to, then the music started and we went.The field was bright and loud and the stands were full. I took my position at the front of the formation, raised my arms, and called the opening count. The squad responded the way they always did, tight and clean and together.And I performed.I performed the way I always performed when everythi
Avery's POVI woke up before Liam.He was still asleep next to me, his arm heavy across my waist, his breathing slow. I lay there and looked at the ceiling and thought about the conversation from last night. The forum post. His casual voice. The way he had watched my face while I delivered the dismissal.He had accepted it.But he had not believed it.I had known Liam Harrington long enough to know the difference between him letting something go and him putting something away. When he let something go his body relaxed and the conversation moved on and he did not come back to it. When he put something away his body stayed exactly the same and the conversation moved on and you could feel it.Last night had been the second.I slid out of bed carefully, went downstairs, made coffee, and took the chair at the kitchen table with my phone and opened the forum thread.The comments had grown overnight. Three hundred and twelve now. I scrolled past the ones I had already read and found the new
Avery's POVFor a moment nobody said anything.Jade stood two steps below us on the library steps with her shopping bag in her hand. I wondered how she knew where we were. Either way, the look on her face was not the quiet, contained version of hurt she had worn all afternoon at practice. This was
Avery's POVHe did not answer straight away.I had asked about Jade like I was asking about a random stranger I didn't know. He was quiet as if there was an elephant in the room for a second or two before he picked it up. I lay still and waited and told myself I was just curious, that it was a natu
Avery's POVBrianna definitely had it coming and I wasn't going to let her get away with making me look bad this time.“I'll see you later.” Priya said and I watched her walk away.I took deep breaths to pace myself before springing into action that definitely would have consequences.I stood at th
Avery's POVTwo seconds.The handshake lasted exactly two seconds and I was the one who pulled away first.He let me go without comment, and for a moment after I dropped his hand, he just looked at me. Not the polite, surface-level glance of a person being introduced to someone they do not plan to







