"It's okay to cry out."
He chuckles, causing his back muscles to shake under my touch as he raises his head up, "It won't be manly to cry in front of a girl, would it?"
Even if he said he isn't going to cry, I can see tears filled up in his eyes. "You're right, you look ugly crying."
He laughs and honestly I'm glad he can laugh in the midst of this hard situation.
SATURDAY. 8:00 AM
"Okay you stubborn and delinquent campers, you all will be punished."
That's how the day starts for us.
"While we were gone trying to take care of your fellow injured Camper and star lacrosse player, you all decided it would be a good idea to..." Mr Sprayberry, hoots daggers at the campers around him as he walks from left to right. "Throw a party."
The students Lowe their heads unable to look at their teacher in the eyes. Some even scratch the sides of their necks, feeling uncomfortably under Coach's gaze.
