alone. They drove home without speaking.
Once back, Alex headed up to her room, closed the door, and buried her face in her pillow. She stayed that way for a while. She wondered if her parents could afford boarding school. Or reform school. Or a study abroad program that started the following week. She wondered if seventh graders were allowed to join the military, or the Peace Corps. She had to go somewhere, because she couldnât bear to think of showing her face at Ashland Middle School on Monday.
About an hour later, the doorbell rang. She heard her mother answer, voices murmuring together, and feet on the staircase. And then there was a knock at her bedroom door and it was Emily and Lindsey, still in their cheerleading uniforms.
If they noticed Alexâs face was swollen and blotchy from crying, they pretended not to. âHowâs your chin?â asked Emily, moving into the room and sprawling onto Alexâs bed.
âA little better,â said Alex in a tiny voice. She couldnât believe they were speaking to her in such a normal way. âHow was the pep rally?â
âIt was pretty fun,â Lindsey said.
âHow did Molly do?â
âShe was good,â said Emily. âHer ankle seemsto be better and better. I think sheâs going to be a really nice addition to the team.â
âWeâre all leaving for the game together around six,â said Lindsey. âYouâre going to come, right?â
Alex nodded. âI guess I have to. My dadâs the coach and my brotherâs a player. But Iâll sit with my mom. I understand.â
âBut the whole team is sitting together!â said Emily. âYou have to come!â
âIâm not on the team anymore,â said Alex. âRemember how I quit?â
Emily and Lindsey exchanged looks.
âTell her,â said Lindsey.
âTell me what?â
âWe had a team meeting after the pep rally,â said Lindsey. âNo oneâs mad at you. Not even Rosa. She knows it was an accident. And we understand why you decided to resign, although Em and I are sad about it. But then we proposed that you should be our public relations person. Like, head up the fund-raising for our new uniforms, and do the posters for all the pep rallies. That kind of thing.â
âPublic relations?â breathed Alex. Her heart leaped with joy. âIâd be perfect for that job!â
âWe know,â said Emily with a laugh. âThatâs just what we told Coach Jen, and the rest of the team agreed!â
âThe first thing Iâll do is make sure everyoneâs new uniform is properly fitted,â said Alex excitedly. âEven a quarter of an inch in the hem, or a simple tuck in the waist, can make a huge difference in the way the uniform fits each person. Plus, the other day I saw some absolutely adorable polka-dot ribbon at the craft store that would totally go with our colors!â
Lindsey and Emily both smiled.
âI can be ready for the game in ten minutes!â said Alex, and galloped off to get dressed.
CHAPTER
Fourteen
âAre you sure youâre okay?â Avaâs friend Kylie asked her again. âYou seem extra nervous tonight.â
Ava and Kylie were in the stands, waiting for the Tigersâ game to begin. Ava was glad to see Alex was at the game too. She knew her sister hadnât gone to school, but obviously sheâd talked their mom into letting her go to the game.
Ava had made the decision not to talk to Alexâshe didnât want her sister to know that something was bothering her. It was too hard to keep that sort of thing from her twin. Alex would be able to sense how nervous Ava was. What if something went wrong with Tommyâsplan? What if Coach somehow found out that he was sneaking out of the stadium to go to his band concert? And she, Ava, was going to help him with the whole thing. She glanced down at the small duffel bag at her