JACK'S POVBefore I knew it, an evil smirk crept to my lips. If he thinks he can blackmail me and just get away with it, then he was the most delusional person I've ever come across.The idiot probably thought hiding behind anonymous texts made him untouchable. Too bad for him, I’d already started tracing the cracks in his little game, and the second I figured out who he was, I was going to make him regret ever trying to mess with me.Just then, the main door to the locker room burst open as my teammates stumbled in, laughing and talking about how good the game went.As soon as they spotted me, they stopped abruptly and began chanting my name instead. “Jack..”“Pierce..”“Jack..”“Pierce…”“Come on…that's enough,” I held back a chuckle and scoffed instead, waving them off. Thankfully, they listened and turned towards their lockers, resuming their chats about the game.Deaton and Chris walked in together almost immediately as Deaton strolled towards me, a towel hanging around his nec
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