Once I’m seated on the airplane, I open my book, not in the mood to talk to anyone. As much as I like Cory and Kane, I don’t feel comfortable telling them about Mr. Gerhardt asking me to be the face of the team.
A few minutes later, Cory plops into the seat next to me. “Close your eyes for a second.”
“No.”
“As your best friend on this team, I highly advise you to listen to me.”
I shut my book. “Why the hell would I close my eyes?”
Then I hear the sound of arguing coming onto the plane and I know Cory’s trying to do me a solid by not having to see that Imogen is here.
“This is stupid. Why do they want you to travel with the team? No one wants the visiting team to hype themselves up. Your position is here, in Florida,” Ford says.
I watch as brother and sister argue while they walk dow
