Megan's Pov Being called into an office has never been fun. Most especially into an office of a superior. I stared at the door, the word coach boldly written on the sign plate slammed on the door. I was summoned, but my mind couldn’t fathom why I was here. Our paths never crossed, other than when he had stared at me at Blair City. With a sigh, I knocked on the door, hoping whatever it was, wasn’t going to ruin me.“Come in,” his loud voice boomed through the walls.“Here goes nothing,” I whispered to myself as I pushed the door open. “You wanted to see me?” I asked. He smiled. “Megan, just the face I was looking for.”Looking for? “Did I do something wrong? Did I...” “Have a seat.” he pointed to the chair opposite him, his stern tone leaving no room, for any argument.“Yes, sir,” I dropped to the chair. He smiled, but it looked more like a grimace, as if doing anything other than frowning hurts his
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