✽ Mandy ✽
Even though I had decided to wait for Jason to make the first move, I couldn’t just sit around. I had to start fixing the things he had done. And that meant starting the old-fashioned way. Since both David and Paul had blocked me, I couldn’t just call them up or send a text. Instead, I headed to the college gym where I knew I would find David. I followed the sound of bouncing basketballs and sharp whistles until I found the doors. Inside, the air smelled like varnished wood and sweat. Bleachers line the sides, and a few people sat scattered, watching the practice like it was entertainment. I sat near the back and immediately spotted David. Tall, fast, and focused. He moved across the court as if he owned it. He called out to his teammates, and a bit of nostalgia hit me. I liked
