CHAPTER 16

The horn blew, signifying the end of the game. It was a tie, a tie that they didn't deserve, a tie I should have won. We shook hands with each other. I shook Zack's hand, and he smirked at me.

"Better luck next time," he teased.

"Couldn't say same for Oliver," I teased.

That provoked him, and he threw a punch at me. I caught it and squeezed his fist. His fingers shattered, and I could hear the sound of it.

"Don't ever try that again," I advised. "You may lose your fingers next time. Permanently".

He dragged his finger from my grip and walked off. Solomon walked up to me with all smiles. He had been quiet since we had left the cafeteria; I had to know what was going on in his mind. I reached into it and found nothing. It was empty, and maybe he purposely locked me out.

"Nice game, brother," he congratulated.

"Thanks a lot," I said and shook his hands.

We walked together to the locker room and had our shower. I wore my clothes back and left Solomon, telling him I would return later in t