“What happens if you really screw up the audition?” I ask. “Can they kick you off the team?” “Audition?” asks Bram, smiling so quietly. And when he looks at me, I feel this happy sort of ache. “Tryouts.” I blush. And I smile back at him. And then I feel a little guilty. Because of Blue. Even though he’s still not ready. Even though he’s just words on a laptop screen. It’s just that I also kind of feel like he’s my boyfriend. I don’t even know.
