Blue gymnastics mats were stacked along one wall.
Basketballs rolled near the far court.
Several cheerleaders and athletes waited near the bleachers for afternoon practices to begin.
Coach Ramirez stepped into the equipment office to answer a phone call.
Camryn walked across the gym wearing her white Summit varsity jacket, red shirt, black pants, and white shoes.
Logan saw her.
Bryce and Tyler were beside him.
“Look who wore the badge.”
Camryn kept walking.
Bryce moved behind her.
Logan stepped in front.
Camryn stopped.
“Move.”
Logan smiled.
“Why?”
“Because I’m walking.”
“Where?”
“Does it matter?”
Logan looked at the jacket.
“Still wearing that thing.”
Camryn stared.
“It’s my jacket.”
“We know.”
Bryce laughed behind her.
Logan reached forward and tapped the red S.
Camryn immediately pulled the jacket away.
“Don’t.”
Logan smiled.
“Don’t what?”
“Touch me.”
He reached again.
This time his fingers brushed the zipper near her collar.
Camryn stepped backward.
Bryce laughed.
Tyler smiled uneasily.
A few students began watching.
“Back up,” Camryn said.
Logan leaned closer.
“What, you going to report me?”
“No.”
“Call Ramirez?”
“No.”
“Call Trent?”
Camryn looked around.
“This is exactly why you keep getting in trouble.”
Logan’s smile faded.
“What did you say?”
“You heard me.”
She tried to move around him.
Logan blocked her.
Camryn stepped the other direction.
He followed.
Bryce laughed again.
The sound traveled through the gym.
Logan reached toward the varsity letter.
Camryn grabbed his wrist.
“Stop touching my clothes.”
Logan pulled free.
“You think this jacket makes you somebody?”
Camryn stared.
“No.”
“I think earning it does.”
Several students reacted.
Logan heard them.
His embarrassment appeared immediately.
He stepped even closer.
“Earning what?”
“A girls’ wrestling medal?”
Camryn’s expression changed.