Fair Game by Robyn Ryle

Author:Robyn Ryle
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Robyn Ryle

CHAPTER

SIXTEEN

Maddie

“Hong Kong Kitchen?” Abby asked.

“Sure.” Maddie sat on the bench in the locker room, still sweaty from their match, and peeled off her knee pads.

Abby shot her fingers at Maddie in that goofy way she did. “See you there!”

Maddie grunted.

She was in a grunting sort of mood. They’d won and she’d had an outstanding match. Eight kills, two blocks and one service ace, even though serving wasn’t usually her strong suit. Every move was fueled by rage and the rest of the team could feel it. They’d eyed her uneasily in the locker room afterward, all except for Abby, who could care less about Maddie’s dark looks.

She thrashed her way out of her jersey, which was stuck to her with all the sweat. “Fuck you!” she screamed and threw it across the floor.

Someone on the volleyball team was a rat. There was no other explanation. One of the girls had overheard her conversation with Boyd and posted it to Cubs Confidential. She was sure of it.

It wasn’t Justin. The post didn’t sound like him, plus there were spelling errors and Maddie had watched him carefully read over every text he typed before he sent it. Justin was not a spelling error type of guy. Maybe one of the other boys had posted it, but it had been more pro-girl than she could imagine Will or Denver ever being. The wording sounded like a girl, she knew it.

The post had come from someone on the volleyball team and now they were going to hear about it. From her. At Hong Kong kitchen.

She showered and changed into her favorite post-game outfit--soft yoga pants and a fluffy, striped sweater. She threw her sweaty gear in her gym bag. Unlike the football team, the volleyball team had to wash their own uniforms. That thought made her even angrier as she drove down the hill to the restaurant.

Hong Kong kitchen was the only Chinese restaurant downtown and the volleyball team’s regular gathering place to celebrate after a victory. Going there had made Maddie nervous at first. Any sort of Asian restaurant was always a danger zone. Would the girls ask her if she spoke Chinese? She’d been asked that question so many times she’d lost count. Or even worse, would the girls ask if she was related to the Chinese family that ran Hong Kong kitchen? Of course, everyone who wasn’t white in Lanier had to be related to each other, right? Luckily, none of her teammates had asked her any of those questions that first time at Hong Kong kitchen or any of the times since.

She parked her car and walked down the block toward the big, bright windows of the restaurant, her footsteps heavy like she was trying to smash the concrete. The restaurant sat on one corner of the main intersection in Lanier, across from City Hall. She could see the girls inside already. She burst through the doors and the whole team fell silent. She pulled a chair out and it screeched across the linoleum floor.

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