“For a girl,” I said, proud. My teammates laughed. “Shut the hell up, Youngblood, you’re full of shit,” Connor said. When I didn’t waver, his eyes grew wide. “Wait. You’re serious? Which one?” “Catherine Calhoun,” I said. Scotty wrinkled his nose. “Catherine? What the fuck, dude?” “She is kinda hot,” Connor said. I glowered at him, and he backed away. “It was a compliment.”
