![]() Apparently he’d gotten the news that I was on the team, too. ![]() That would also explain why he’d glared at me in English class and gripped my book as if he wanted to shred it to pieces. Ryan could play whenever he wanted.Īnd now we were teammates. Lucky them, theyĭidn’t have to wait till after five o’clock for the chance to play for free like I did. He and his short stocky blond friend were always speeding by the driving range in a golf cart. I’d seen him tons of times at the Ahwatukee Golf Club over the summer, too. ![]() I’d been in Ryan Berenger’s classes since freshman year, and he picked today to finally acknowledge my existence. I didn’t even know this girl, but I already hated her. “He handed my spot right to her.” His glassy eyes stared back at me. “Coach isn’t even making her try out.” He chuckled darkly. “Here’s the best part,” Seth continued, his voice growing raspier. The blood vessels around his forehead looked freakishly ready to explode. ![]() But the girl from the rez and the spoiled rich boy from the suburbs? So not happening.īut there’s no denying that things are happening as the girl with the killer swing takes on the boy with the killer smile…. SHE said: Ryan can be nice, when he’s not being a jerk. Fred’s got to go-especially now that I can’t get her out of my head. HE said: Coach expects me to partner with Fred on the green? That is crazy bad. SHE said: Can I seriously do this? Can I join the boys’ team? Everyone will hate me-especially Ryan Berenger. ![]() Why is a girl taking my best friend’s spot on the boys’ varsity golf team? ![]()
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