Silence falls over the locker room as all six of us idiots stare her down, the realization that she could have heard the whole conversation hitting us simultaneously and causing us to scramble to find our words. Pacey’s lips seal shut, and his eyes widen as he looks at me for answers. He’s no help. Silas crosses his arms and grins, probably enjoying this far too much. Eli shifts next to me, bowing his head and almost trying to sink back into nothing as if he was never here. Count him out as well. And then there’s Posey, mouthing . . . “She’s here. She’s here,” while subtly pointing to the
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