Mikey
After Macey left last night, I admit sleep was the last thing I wanted. Liam returned to the room and basically made fun of me for forgetting the “rules” of putting a sock on the doorknob.
Yeah, I kind of set myself up for that. The truth was, I wasn’t expecting to go that far with Macey. I was just trying to show her that I don’t care that she has scars.
Everyone has something in their past. Her past is cancer that she had when she was a kid. Those scars are part of her.
“You look deep in thought there. Nervous about going out on that field?” Corey, our kicker, asked me as we lined up in the tunnel at the field.
I turned to him, grateful he came over to pull me out of my thoughts. It was time for me to focus on the game.
“Nah, I’m psyching myself up to kick the Browns’ ass.” I
