The next day, Mr. Ganbar ambushed me when I got to his class early. He was excitedly trying to convince me to agree to be one of the stat people he was talking about, and I finally caved so he would leave me alone.
Christy was still devastated over her and Stuart’s breakup. When I told her I couldn’t sit with her at lunch, she almost started crying again. Luckily, a few of the other flag girls swooped in and took her with them for lunch.
The meeting was odd. When we walked in, wrestling matches were being played on a projector. Three other girls in my grade were present, and two sophomores. When Mr. Ganbar turned off the video and welcomed everyone, he explained that a few others wouldn’t be joining us until we started going to wrestling matches because they already knew what to do. Th
