(Kendall)
I woke up to the sound of Jaxon's alarm going off at six in the morning. He had to get back to his place and get ready. I watched him stretch and yawn, still half asleep.
"You sure you don't want me to drive you?" he asked for the third time as he sat up on the bed.
"I'm sure. You need to focus on practice. I'll be fine."
He leaned over and kissed me goodbye. "Text me when you get there and when you leave."
"I will."
After he left, I lay in bed for another hour before finally getting up. The house felt too quiet without him here. I made coffee and toast, but I wasn't really hungry. My phone vibrated with a text from Marcus reminding me about the scrimmage and telling me to look for a midfielder named Torres from Worcester State.
I took a shower and got dressed in jeans and
