Cards on the Table

There was no practice Monday morning. There was no point. There would be no more games this year. 

Jacob tossed his bag against the wall in the lobby outside the gym with the rest of his friends’ backpacks. Bret sat on the other side of the lobby, his arm in a cast, chatting with Colin. When he noticed Jacob looking his way, a dark glare settled over his features. A chill ran down Jacob’s back. 

He joined Seth, Jessica, and Sarah near the door instead of risking the wrath of his teammates. Sarah was chatting with a couple of other cheerleaders, but grabbed his hand and pulled him to the group when he approached. 

“Hey, Seth told us you want to go to the movies tonight. What do you want to go see?” Sarah asked. 

Jacob looked at