Chasing The Ice
But today, my focus kept slipping.
We found our usual table, at the back of the cafeteria, near the hockey team. Grayson was already scrolling through his phone, Rowan was eyeing the food selection with the usual mix of disgust and determination, and I just took my seat, hoping to get through the rest of the day without any more distractions.
But then they walked in. Arilyn and her friend.
Rowan leaned in toward me, glancing at the table across the room. "Who's the new girl?" he asked, his voice low but enough to carry over to the rest of the group.
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