My Brother's Bestfriend
Vincent replied quietly, almost inaudible.
"Is something bothering you? Is it about tomorrow's show? Come on, if you're nervous, what are the rest of us supposed to feel?" his friend teased.
"Nah, I'm good," Vincent forced a smile.
"Alright, guys, time to warm up!" the coach called out.
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Valerie's bike screeched to a halt. She removed her helmet, her short hair falling to her shoulders. Slinging her bag over one arm, she adjusted her black jacket and headed into the building.