CHANNILLO

Chapter Two (1)
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“You’ve got school!” Mike yelled. “You’re old man will blame me if you’re late.”

Gliding back to him, I let the chill of the rink settle over me. “P.E. first period anyway.”

He rolled his eyes. They flash white like he was possessed for a moment before he rubbed the base of his nose. It was always a gamble. The more exhausted he was, the less likely it was I’d get lectured for overworking myself. Time didn’t stretch on infinitely. Finite, I had to grab it and hold tight. Every minute needed to matter.

“If you underperform at your first varsity practice, nobody’s gonna take you seriously.” Mike walked away with a wave before I could reply.

Still, I grumbled, “I won’t underperform.”

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