The Captain's Shadow — The First Floor Lock

When Ethan came out after practice, his hair was still dripping. I'd been waiting for him for 40 Ethan, the sports rehab tracking project needs 12 weeks of team training data. I need your signature. He took the file and flipped two pages. People behind him started catcalling. Ethan, how many is she this month?

Laughter erupted. My ears burned, but I stood my ground. Three years ago, I'd have run off crying. Not now. Ethan closed the application and handed it back. I'm not interested.

Instinctively, I grabbed his arm. The whole hallway went dead silent. His forearm was hard. Through his hoodie, I could feel the taut muscle. He looked down, his gaze landing on my hand. I let go immediately. If you sign, I'll do anything.

he stared at me smiled and walked off that night i dug out the diary from three years ago i sat on the floor took a deep breath and opened it i flipped page by page i remembered that day swimming class while i was changing a girl stopped me halfway hey the lock on the first floor locker room is broken go change in the second floor lounge i turned and went upstairs the second

floor door was half open i pushed it open and saw a boy's back ethan broad shoulders narrow waist