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I’m happy to be the first.
Unknown Number
Are you more of an emoji woman?
I’m partial to the smiley face with the party hat. That guy seems like a good time.
Me
You’re so weird.
How the hell did you get my number?
Unknown Number
Captain privileges.
I have all the guys’ contact info in my phone in case of emergencies. You’re inking a contract today. Figured it was time to add yours too.
Me
Why are you bothering me?
Unknown Number
Is it really bothering you if you’re messaging me back? Seems like you might be enjoying this.
Me
I’m going to block you. And probably knee you in the balls.
Unknown Number
Can’t wait ;)
The makeshift lockerroom the Stars created for me is an old utility closet that smells like dirty mops and glass cleaner.
It’s not ideal, but it’s only temporary until Coach Saunders can find a better solution. For now, I get to stare at a pile of used rags while I dress.
“Hey,” Piper says, and our gazes meet in the mirror. “Are you okay?”
I inhale a deep breath and hold it for a count of three. “Yeah. No. I’m not sure.”
“Want to talk about it?” She tilts her head to the side, and I know it’s a gentle coaxing. That she’s sayingI’m here. “We have time.”
“I’m panicking.” I run my hands over my pants, and I tap my fingers against my thigh. I didn’t get any sleep last night, and I’ve been vibrating with nerves since the sun came up. “This is going to be a lot.”
“It is.”
“I think I’m making a mistake.”
“You’re not.”
“There are going to be interviewers and cameras everywhere. I knew this was going to happen, but… I like my life of solitude. I like only being semi-recognizable. Just good enough for people to know my name but not spot me out on the street when I’m getting froyo at eleven o’clock at night. That’s going to change after today.”
“That’s what all trailblazers experience.”
“I’m not a trailblazer.”
