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Author: Aya Starr
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HAYDEN

One thing that we dreaded as a team was being called to the Coach's office for a private conversation because more often than not, it means you've fucked up.

Coach’s office was where you went to get your ass handed to you and now it seemed like I might be next victim.

I racked my brain but I couldn't think of anythng I'd done that would warrant a private conversation in the head coach's office.

I was still in my jersey and I could feel the sweat drying cold on my body. The game hadn’t even ended thirty minutes ago, and now I was sitting in the same chair I’d used when Coach once benched me for skipping film study.

Only this time, I wasn’t sure what I'd done.

“I bet you're wondering why I wanted to see you,” Coach said.

Yeah, he had no idea how bad I wanted to know.

I didn't have it in me to say anything so I just nodded and he handed me a folded piece of paper.

“What’s this?” I asked, though I already had a feeling.

He didn’t answer. He just pointed at the paper in my hand lik
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