Chapter Thirteen

Sweat drips down the back of my neck as I struggle to catch up with Finn's long strides.

I pant, feeling my body growing weaker as my energy drains. Finn slows to a walk once we're on our street and I join him eagerly, placing my hands on my hips as I try to regain my regular breathing.

"God, it feels good to run," he breathes, throwing his hand through his sweat-drenched hair.

"I like running, but it's always exhausting going with you," I pant beside him.

"You're fast, but you need to work on your endurance."

"Yes sir."

He rolls his eyes as we make our way up the path. We walk into the kitchen. Finn withdraws two Powerade, unscrewing the lid of one and tossing the other in my direction. I weakly catch it, before collapsing onto the dining table chair.

"You ready for the game this Friday?" I ask Finn.

The upcoming game has been the talk of the school, throughout the week. We are versing Richmond River, who is our