I’m surprised when I glance at my alarm clock. Where did the afternoon go?
“Five o’clock. Anyway.”
“I love you,” she says.
“I love you too,” I say, and it’s not a lie. It’s just not the whole truth.
She hangs up.
As many times as I’ve asked myself how Autumn and I ended up this way, I’ve wondered the same thing about Sylvie and me.
If I hadn’t made the varsity soccer team, everything would have been different.
Jack and I had worried one of us might not make it on the junior varsity team. When the lists were posted, I searched for my name on the JV list and was devastated to not see it. Still, I was happy for Jack.
Then I heard one of the taller, older guys say, “P-hen-e-ass Smith? Who the hell is that?”
“It’s Phineas,” I said. “Call me Finn.”
There were a few chuckles, though I wasn’t sure why—until I saw my name. On the varsity list.
Jack told me later that my ability to brush off the snarky comment from that junior, my new teammate, made me seem cool. There had been chuckles of appreciation according to him. I wasn’t sure about that though.
I was terrified by the unexpected development, despite Jack’s enthusiasm.
“You are going to be cool, and you’ll make me cool by association. You get that, right?” Jack told me as we waited for my mom to pick us up after tryouts. Jack had not one but two parents as affectionately neglectful as Autumn’s father, and my mom was often his ride for activities we did together.
“I don’t know about that,” I said. I was as tall as the seniors and juniors on varsity, but they seemed eons older. Also, I was used to being one of the best on our intramural teams. Surely, on the high school varsity team, I would be one of the worst. I’d probably spend all season on the bench.
“Finn, it’s high school. It’s an ecosystem, and you just shot to the top of the food pyramid!”
I rolled my eyes.
“You mean the food chain.”
“Whatever. You’re going to date a cheerleader,” Jack said gravely.
I laughed aloud at the thought.
The varsity soccer team practiced on the north field, near the student parking lots. The junior varsity team practiced on the south field, closer to the circular drive where parents dropped off and picked up kids. Even though Jack and I were on different teams, our schedules were still the same, and my mom would drive us to and from practice every day for those last weeks of summer.
It turned out, compared to the older guys, I was still pretty good. I wasn’t the best on the team, but I no longer worried that I would spend the games on the bench.
At the end of the first practice, my teammates all walked to their cars. One guy asked me if I needed a ride, which was nice, but I told him I was all set and walked across campus to where Jack would be waiting for me. I was excited to tell him that practice hadn’t been as hard as I thought.
I was walking next to the gym building, not really paying much attention, when a door opened next to me. I almost ran into a girl carrying a cheer bag.
“Oh!” she squealed.
“Alexis!” I said in my surprise. “Sorry.”
She blinked and looked at me. We’d never actually spoken before. I wasn’t sure she even knew who I was. Three other girls with similar bags joined her.
“You’re…Finny, right?” Alexis said.
“Finn, actually,” I said, but I took it as evidence that Autumn had talked about me to her friends.
“Right. Well, no harm done. Wanna walk with us?”
And that was why, when I met up with Jack at the circle drive, I was accompanied by four pretty girls.
“Uh, this is my friend Jack,” I said as we approached the wall where he was sitting. “Jack, this is Alexis, Victoria, Taylor, and…” I realized I didn’t know the last girl’s name, and I blushed.
“I’m Sylvia—Sylvie,” she said.
We all joined Jack on the low wall, waiting to get picked up. We didn’t talk that much, but the next day, as I trudged from the north field to the south, I saw the girls by the gym door again. It was only as I approached and saw them watching me that I figured out they were waiting for me.
“You ready?” Alexis asked when I reached them.
“Y-yeah?” I said, and we all walked together.
After that, I expected them. It wasn’t much. They hung out with us while we waited for our rides. We didn’t really talk, because we didn’t have anything to talk about. It was like we wanted to hang out with each other without knowing why. Well, I knew why I wanted to hang out with them; they were Autumn’s friends. I thought.