Practice was anything but easy. With Drew personally watching us warmup, there was no way we could slack off. Then came the laps for being late. As I jogged behind Noah, I felt some resentment. If he and Dave didn't come in the locker room, we wouldn't have been late.
"Why did you guys even come to get me? I was coming." I huffed, trailing behind.
Noah slowed up, eyeing me. "You were taking so long. I was worried that things didn't go well in court today."
Oh. I looked away feeling guilty. "It was fine. Just what we expected. I gave my blood." I paused before saying, "My uncle was there."
Noah slowed up even more so he could be right next to me. "Did he say anything to you?"
"To me?" I shook my head and gave a depreciating laugh. "No, not really. He said things about me though. Your mom told him off though. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be though."
