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Hendrick
Valley High won. Flynn was MVP. Twenty-one points. ??
Brogan
He killed. The other team tried three different defenses to shut him down. #unstoppable
Archer
Who the hell changed the group name again?
Hendrick
Do you even have to ask? ??
Brogan
??????
Archer
Knox, how’s the event? Are you riding tonight?
Me
Nah. Probably be awhile still. Congrats, little brother. How many assists?
Hendrick
He’s probably not checking his phone. He went over to Pete’s house after the game.
Brogan
Speaking of partying…I’m out. Later, losers.
Hendrick
So much for loving brothers, huh?
Shaking my head,I fire off a text to Flynn outside of our group chat to tell him congrats and let him know I’ll be home late tonight if he needs a ride home.
We’re about thirty minutes from the start of the event. Everything is set up and Colter and his team of riders are warming up and making any final tweaks as the crowd settles in.
My part is mostly done. I’m on standby if anyone needs anything, but everyone is pretty hands-on here. If they need something, they don’t wait around for someone to do it. I guess that’s a luxury I forgot about, having an entire team around me dedicated to making sure I had whatever I needed.
Colter drives off the track and stops in front of me. “Pretty cool, right?”
“Yeah.”
He grins knowingly. “Not long before you’ll be warming up with us.”
“I don’t know about that.”
“How are things going with Avery?”
“Honestly?” I ask. When he nods, I say, “I’m not sure it’s helping.”
“Stick with it. Maybe it’s not the answer for you, but I swear it made a huge difference for me. She’s tough as nails.”
