Chapter 75

I watch Max hitting the bag like it someone that he wants dead. What is going on with him? Deciding that it isn’t my problem, I turn and walk toward the locker room, waving to a few people on my way.

I pull the zipper on my gym bag and grab my phone then my towel. I send a quick text to Gia asking if she wants to meet for lunch before getting out of the shower. The warm water runs over my shoulders and I can feel them start to relax. I sigh and turn, grabbing the soap and try to wash away my thoughts that are turning to Max along with the sweat I worked up from sparing with Ethel. I try to think about that instead. I think about what I did wrong and what I could have done better. Then I think about how the room felt different suddenly when he walked in. “Damnit!” I shout before turning off the water and grabbing my towel to yank on. I swear I can’t seem to stop thinking about him since her got to America. “This is stupid, Ivy,” I scold myse