Odessa POV
I stared at the red paint splattered on the bed and the nasty tear on the t-shirt.
Evyn burst into my room. “It can’t be that bad.”
She paused and turned to me. Her olive skin, turning red. “That witch!”
“What time did she have to do this?”
“Okay, okay, we can fix this,” Evyn said.
She was seemingly calm, but she was freaking out inside. Sienna and the other cheerleaders left on the team bus hours ago for River’s End.
“Maverick’s going to be devastated.”
I walked into my room after making a batch of cupcakes. I thought Maverick might like them. I was going to take them to his house. I entered my room and found the jersey I had hidden away in my closet discarded, stained and torn.
“Don’t worry. We can wash it,” Evyn said, scooping up the material and marching to the join
