"Is something wrong?" Jeremy asked after everyone left us alone. He lifted the rope so I could go under it and be on the same side as him. "Are you fighting with the Atkins?"
I shook my head. "No, I just wanted to talk to you alone."
"How unusual." He looked at me, showing concern. "Not that I don't want to talk to you. It's just-" He frowned.
"We're disconnected." I told him.
He looked down at me, then away, then back at me. "Yea...something like that. I feel like whatever I say, sounds fake. And insincere. I don't want to fake my emotions with you like I do with the fans."
"You fake being happy with the fans?" I was confused. He genuinely looked happy to me.
He shrugged. "Sort of. They're just strangers. I appreciate their support and in a way they're the reason I can make money doing what I love. But, we aren't friends. They don't really know me. They just know my statistics."
