(Kendall)
By the time I got home, it was 4: 25 pm. Zoe was sitting on the couch, reading. I smiled at her and plopped myself down next to her.
"How was the game?" She asked.
"It was good. There's this one player that reminded me of Jaxon though."
Zoe gave me her full attention now. "How did he remind you of him?" She asked, with a small grin.
"The way he played Zoe, nothing more." That made her laugh.
I leaned my head back against the couch and stared at the ceiling.
My feelings for Jaxon were getting stronger and it scared me a lot. "So, we have the club to go to tonight. Are you driving?" I asked, since I intended to do a lot of drinking.
Zoe scrunched her nose up. "I wasn't planning to because I wanted to drink too! How about we let Jaxon tag along?" She did this weird mo
