Kyren's P.O.V
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"I can't fu.cking believe you actually brought her to practice," I grumbled as I shoved my gear in my locker.
"I can't believe Coach Sullivan let her stay," Rune muttered.
True. Coach is very strict about closed practices. No puck bunnies, no girlfriends, no fans, no one that could potentially record anything. Plus, he doesn't like us distracted. I had no idea how Lark convinced him to let Clover stay.
And she did. Stayed the whole almost four hours now. She sat in the third row where Lark had put her. And she did homework the entire time. Every time I glanced at her, her head was down. The only time she looked up was if one of us hit the plastic guard in front of her. To which she scrunched her face up in pure annoyance and then wen
