Poor Little Dead Girls by Lizzie Friend

Author:Lizzie Friend [Friend, Lizzie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 978-1-4405-6396-6
Publisher: F+W Media
Published: 2014-07-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

She groaned and rolled over, pulling her blanket over her head and trying to fall back asleep. Her head was pounding and her stomach felt like she had spent the night chugging seawater. What felt like seconds later, she woke up again to someone banging on her door.

She heard the old hinges creaking open, and someone jumped onto the bed next to her.

“Rise and shine, bitch. Time for practice.”

Sadie didn’t move. Maybe this was a bad dream, and she would wake up soon and feel fine. Then someone yanked the blanket off her face, and she saw Jessica grinning at her from the foot of the bed. Jessica’s smile faltered.

“Jesus, Sadie. No offense, but you look like crap.”

“Thanks,” Sadie croaked, throwing an arm over her eyes. “Why is it so bright in here?”

“Uh, ’cause it’s ten o’clock, otherwise known as half an hour before we have to be in the gym for conditioning or Coach kills both of us.” Jessica jumped off the bed and started rummaging through the piles on Sadie’s floor. “Where’s your bag? I’ll pack it for you while you brush your teeth.”

Sadie pulled herself up and rubbed her eyes. She still felt like someone was playing the bongos on her temples, and her skin was clammy and cold. She pointed to a black duffel in a far corner of the room, and Jessica started tossing things into it.

“God, I completely forgot practice was on Sunday this week. I’d rather do anything than run right now.”

“What’s wrong? Hung over or something? You totally look hung over. Oh, and by the way, don’t think I didn’t realize that you and Brett never came upstairs last night.” She pouted a little. “You could have just told me if you wanted to sneak out to meet Josh and Jeremy.”

The night came back to Sadie in a rush. The ceremony, the voice, the people on the balcony. The dark dressing room. Jeremy. Her body felt warm at the thought, and she smiled.

“Okay, you are seriously grinning like an idiot. That good, huh? Now get up. You can tell me about it on the way.”

They got to the gym with minutes to spare, and Thayer was already leading the rest of the team through warm-ups. Thayer caught Sadie’s eye and nodded slightly. Sadie scanned the court, but Brett wasn’t on it.

“Hey, did you wake Brett up?”

“I tried. She wasn’t in her room.” Jessica was sitting on the front row of bleachers, lacing up one of her tennis shoes. “Sounds like she had an even better night than you did.”

Sadie frowned. “I guess. She’s never late, though.”

Jessica shrugged. Coach whistled for them to corner up, and they dropped their bags and joined the rest of the team.

That day she was. Instead of running with the team, Coach made Brett spend the whole practice doing laps around the gym. She shuffled slowly along with her head down.

The rest of the team ran for an hour, alternating sets of suicide sprints with lunges, push-ups, sit-ups, and squats.

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