Ryland's P.O.V.
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"Yo, you coming to watch your best friend kick a.ss on the field?" Tucker asked me.
"You sit on the bench half the time," Carly muttered.
I snorted.
"I do not! I'm literally the star." Tucker complained.
I shook my head at the two of them.
Tucker's right, he is the star of the team. We often make jokes about his back hurting from carrying our school's football team. Carly just likes to pick at him because she knows that Tucker has a thing for her.
I don't understand why Tucker doesn't just ask Carly out already. I think he's just intimidated by her. And Carly loves to be intimidating. She'd totally say yes if he just asked her on a date.
"Can't," I said, interrupting their bickering. "Got some things to do. I'll see you at t
