Bianca

I stood like a little girl inside one of the lockers in the locker room, my heart was beating out of control. I was worried that I would be caught, worried that someone would find me. Erika had practically pushed me in here, leaving the door a little ajar so I could breathe.

I hoped her plan would work, because if not, it would be too embarrassing.

“Man, you sure you don’t want to come with us?” one of the guys asked as I heard Carlo reach the entrance.

He sighed. “Nah, I need to talk to my brother. He’s coming down to have a quick word.”

“Alessandro still missing?”

“Exactly, so I need to figure out what we’re going to do. He hasn’t been to practice or anything. At this rate, he’s going to get kicked out.”

“Shit, man. You should be celebrating, not babysitting.”

“Go start celebrating without me. I’ll be there soon.”

“Laters!”

On that note, I could hear footsteps walking towards me, and I could only hope that they were Carlo’s. The idea of one of his football friends finding me woul