“What the hell do you think you’re doing here?” He asked in a hushed but livid voice. The anger was practically radiating off of him, but right now, I was feeling the same.
What did I think I was doing? He was the one meeting with another team right now, and not just any team. He was meeting with our sworn rival, making the betrayal about ten times worse. How could he do this to us? We were supposed to be a team, and here he was bailing on practice early only to stab us in the back tomorrow when we found out he was transferring.
I couldn’t contain myself any longer.
“What do I think I’m doing? What the hell do you think you’re doing Leon?” I demanded, giving his shoulder a shove backwards and creating a slightly bigger space between us. My fists moved to ball up at my sides in frustrati
