The next days later, Myles and I text a lot and kissed a lot in the garden maze. I just had to take my skateboard and leave a note for Brayden on the table, since he's been going out more frequently, too. On Wednesday, a few days before the playoff final, Brayden's teammates came over. They had used the gym for hours and turned the house upside down with music and laughter. It was fun but in some loud sort of ways. It gave me a headache even when I was in my room. By the time I had to make some sandwiches for myself in the kitchen, I sat on the island stool and watched them taunt each other about video game mastery, and then when Brayden bragged about my video game skills that weren't truly mine, the boys started chanting for me to play a single game with them. I remain stationary and se