12

“You’re a good friend, Felicity Giles.” Hailee wrapped her arms around me, hugging me tight. “And I promise to do everything in my power to make your senior year as awesome as it can possibly be.”

“Ride or die,” I said.

Hailee pulled away, grinning at me. “Ride

Jason

“Yo, QB, check it out.” Grady flipped me his cell phone. I caught it, my eyes narrowing on the tweet.

@ThatcherQB1: Raiders better watch out, the Tigers are on the prowl #Tigersgohunting #Raiderscansuckit

“Doesn’t Thatcher’s cousin play for the Tigers?” he asked me as I handed back his cell.

Shrugging, I grunted. “Fuck if I care. He’s just bitter we put their asses in the ground Rival’s Week.” We’d played them a couple weeks back. It had been a dog fight, both teams refusing to roll over. But, in the end, we got the win, and Thatcher had gone back to Rixon East with his tail between his legs.

“Should we be worried?” Cam leaned in, whispering in my ear.

“Do I look worried?” Thatcher was clutching at straws. He couldn’t tou