“How can they be so flawless all the time? Guys in Michigan sure never looked this good,” I murmur as I walk toward the high school. Between their towering height, untamed hair, and entrancing eyes, someone has to be pumping hormones in the locker room water. The varsity baseball team surrounds my best friend, Violet. One of them swings her around in the air as if she’s weightless. Laughter rings through the parking lot. Even though I’m envious, I understand the way the guys react to her. Violet’s a force of nature. Even the upperclassmen fall prey to her
