“Uh, what are doing?” Lily asked me.
She undoubtedly saw me in my workout leggings and sports bra. I was filling both of our water bottles.
“Getting ready to go,” I said.
“You’re going to training?”
“Yeah.”
“Girl, I don’t think that’s a good idea. Don’t you think it will be awkward?” she was trying to help.
“No. No one else knows my transfer has been denied and besides that I’m still not giving up,” I was determined.
“I’m not trying to be mean but don’t you think it might come off as a little humiliating? I don’t see them changing their minds. I’m sorry,” she said honestly.
I thought about her words. And while she didn’t know what happened last night, she didn’t need too. Her words were still correct. I was going to feel embarrassed showing up at the gym today in f
