A week has passed since then and Sean haven't mention about that thing. . . that thing about him liking me and he seems distant. He don't act like the way before and we both felt awkward and I hate it. I wanted the old Sean back even though he kept on annoying or pestering me or even molesting me. I don't care. I just want him back.
I was sitting on the bleacher, watching their last practice since the match will happen the day after tomorrow, Friday, and their coach wants them to relax tomorrow.
I didn't saw Sean around and I haven't checked if his back was already fully healed or was it still hurting? Maybe it was and he pulled out because of it. I need to know.
I climb down from the bleachers and went to Mac after he walked out from the field.
"You're done?" I asked him.
Mac drank h
