"Maya!" calls Roger, in an almost panicked voice as he steps in front of us. "Hey, Roger," I say as as I wave. Zair holds me tighter. "Can I talk with you?" "Sure, talk," "Alone," "My mate, is not going anywhere with you, alone!" growls Zair.
I pat his leg. "Calm down, Zai," "I'll talk to you over there, but not alone" I say pointing to the next set of bleachers. Is this going to be our meeting room? I think to myself. "Okay," he says as he holds his hand out to help me.
"Thank you, but I got it," I say when Zair growls. He looks at me, but he doesn't say anything. I can tell by the look on his face that whatever he has to say is not good, because he doesn't have his signature sly smirk.
"Are you okay,?" I ask worried. ''Maya... I love you," My eyes get wide. "I tried to wait on you, bu
