  Chapter Twenty-Six
      Like Foxes
      &quot;I hate to bring it up,&quot; Charlie spoke up, a sheepish look on his face. We were all sitting in the cafeteria as it was lunch. &quot;But with the game being this Friday, there is no way the Herbrooke guys are going to come in here all civil. They're going to want bloodshed and tears - as intense as that sounds.&quot;
      &quot;What are you saying?&quot; Luke asked, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion.
      I guess it was safe to say that the Herbrooke guys would be mad - more mad than usual. Because we reported Taylor, they lost one of their players. Because of the rivalry, they were going to make this even more personal and come looking for a rough fight.
      &quot;They're going to want to start as much drama as they can.&quot; Charlie explained. &quot;Being realistic, they're going to be looking for a fight. Even if Taylor

  Chapter Twenty-Seven
      Keep An Eye Out
      Friday came along faster than I expected. That meant it was game day.
      I couldn't help but feel a bit anxious as I thought about the Herbrooke boys visiting our school. After everything I had heard about them along with witnessed from one of them, I had a feeling something bad was going to happen tonight.
      I decided I wasn't going to go to the game.
      With my bad luck, it was bound for something bad to break out and the last thing I needed was one of our boys getting into another fight because of me.
      My plan was nearly a success.
      Keyword: nearly.
      Luke ended up making sure he didn't leave my side because he knew I was planning on dipping.
      &quot;You are officially my new good luck charm which means you have to come.&quot; He told me. &quot;You can't sit out because of them, they won't hurt you. I promi

  Chapter Twenty-Five
      Our Spot
      The next two days I stayed in my room avoiding everyone because I knew they were downstairs hoping I would come down.
      Charlie and Ezra had come to my room multiple times to see if I needed anything but I knew they were just trying to find an excuse to talk to me.
      I just... I felt so weird. My head was spinning; every time I would try to get my shit together and thoughts in order, I just couldn't stop flashbacks and things I did not want to think about from flooding my head.
      I felt disgusting in my own skin. I was mad and sad and so many things all at once.
      I just didn't want to talk to anyone because the pity and sorry and worried looks in all of their eyes made me want to squirm.
      They really thought this was the worst I have been through?
      Ha. That's funny.
      I just wanted to put up my rough exterior and f

Chapter Twenty-Six
      Like Foxes
      &quot;I hate to bring it up,&quot; Charlie spoke up, a sheepish look on his face. We were all sitting in the cafeteria as it was lunch. &quot;But with the game being this Friday, there is no way the Herbrooke guys are going to come in here all civil. They're going to want bloodshed and tears - as intense as that sounds.&quot;
      &quot;What are you saying?&quot; Luke asked, his eyebrows pulled together in confusion.
      I guess it was safe to say that the Herbrooke guys would be mad - more mad than usual. Because we reported Taylor, they lost one of their players. Because of the rivalry, they were going to make this even more personal and come looking for a rough fight.
      &quot;They're going to want to start as much drama as they can.&quot; Charlie explained. &quot;Being realistic, they're going to be looking for a fight. Even if Taylor dug his own grave, which he did, those guys aren't going to play easy.&quot;
      &quot;I'm co

Chapter 28