Dominick
I was roaming the campus with Sawyer at my tail, itching to go where Sam could possibly be. Maybe that chestnut-haired guy was right. I could probably find Sam just at the practice since he wouldn’t want to be absent unless he would want to piss off their coach.
We were waiting at the gym. There were more students now than this morning. I noticed the chestnut-haired guy named Thomas was there on the court, warming up with the others. Sawyer told me his name, since my friend knew all the basketball varsity players. Of course, it was because his brother was one of those guys.
There was no sign of Sam. Yet. If he did plan to come to practice.
In hockey, we usually had our practice in the wee
