“Inappropriate behavior on school grounds, Kavanagh,” Coach Mulcahy snapped, casting glaring looks at both of us. “What the hell is wrong with you?” My gaze landed on the two amused-looking paramedics standing behind Coach, and I whimpered loudly. “We’re not on school grounds, sir,” Johnny replied calmly as he pulled me down to sit beside him. “You’re on school time,” Coach barked. “Actually, we’re not,” Johnny countered, taking my hand in his. I was incredibly grateful for his touch in this moment. It was grounding and steadying and stopped me from anxious puking. Something I was known for
...more
This highlight has been truncated due to consecutive passage length restrictions.