Chapter 7

"Liam got into a fight?" I asked, grabbing Lia's arm. "Give me more details." Lia lowered her voice and said, "I heard that the players had been chatting idly in the afternoon when it happened. Someone said that the sketch artist was a psycho with mental problems, and he specifically mentioned your name. "He even said that you probably took more disgusting photos of him, and they said some really nasty things about you." I felt my stomach churn in fear. "And then?" "And then, Liam exploded. He just kicked the guy in the chest without another word! The coach was so mad that he immediately suspended Liam from the team, confiscated his phone, and put him in detention." My head was buzzing. Why did he do that? Was it because of what the other players said? Was it because of me? I leaned back against the wall, feeling a little unsteady on my feet. I recalled how I once got stopped by a bunch of gangsters while on my way home from middle school. They teased me and asked me for my cont