“Did you…?” He nods. “I got suspended. We lost the game.” And there goes his undefeated season. “I’m sorry.” “What are you sorry for?” “Well, I…” I hesitate. “It was my fault, wasn’t it?” He breathes out a cruel laugh, not even bothering to hide how pathetic he thinks I am. “You give yourself way too much credit for someone I couldn’t care less about. You’re not the reason I played like shit tonight. You don’t have that kind of power over me, party boy.”
