Shawn Taylor's POV
'Are you coming to Yolanda's bash, Poogi?' Jason asks sauntering in the room uninvited. Sean tails after me. His expressions are flat and stomp the off mood.
'Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed.' Shrey chuckles, throwing an empty milk carton at Sean who catches it before it hits and throws it back with a roll of eyes.
'Mochi is coming today.' Jason chuckles, flopping himself on the bean bag. He is still in the shorts from the last night. His bare upper glistens with sweat. They are straight out of the gym.
A pang of guilt settles for my body. I have avoided working out this morning. I know it ain't that much of a big deal when you skip it for a day. In the long run, every single day counts; especially when you represent your school on the state level. I
