148: Silent Supporter

Laird’s POV I arrived at the bus stop in front of Samantha's house. As I passed by, I saw Josh and Samantha just coming out of the house. As soon as they saw me, they waved and greeted me. Josh seemed particularly excited. "Hey, Laird! Are you okay?" That was the first question Josh asked me. "Hey, Josh, Sam. Not bad," I said, stopping my bike by the roadside without getting off. "Hey, I'm sorry to hear about your game this morning," Sam approached me together with Josh. "Yeah, it's okay. I'm still confident we'll win next week," I said confidently, contrary to my unenthusiastic gestures. "Good if you're still spirited. The winter season games will be tougher," Josh nodded. "Yeah, I understand." I accepted the advice from our team's supporters graciously. "Did you happen to see Fenella pass by here, Josh?" I asked Josh. "Fenella? I don't know; I just got here too. Maybe you saw her?" he asked Sam. "Who's Fenella?" Sam asked, confused. "Oh yeah, you've never come to the field, so you wo