Before We Were US
Present Day
"Bennett! If you’re late on that tuck again, you’re hitting the bench. Move it!"
The sharp, authoritative snap of Madison Clarke’s voice brought the past crashing into the present. I blinked, the bright stadium lights of North Hills High searing into my retinas.
Madison stood in the center of the grass, her hands on her hips, her long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail so tight it looked painful. She was the picture of perfection,the captain of the cheer squad, the daughter of the town’s most successful realtor, and the girl currently wearing Noah’s varsity jacket over her shoulders when the sun went down.