Chapitre 22: Chapter Twenty-Two.

"Wyatt?"

The other four boys were his teammates, so what were they doing here?

The boys slouched into their seats, exchanging awkward glances, trying to mask their unease with forced grins. Kayla's heart raced, praying Bianca wouldn't notice them—or her.

"I didn't know we were going to have an audience, and who might we thank for that?" Her icy glares scanned the room and Kayla prayed she wouldn't look at her.

"Hudson and his entourage come forward," Bianca instructed and the boys wanted to protest but Wyatt signaled for them to listen which made them angrier because Wyatt forced them to come here for whatever reason.

On their way down the stairs, Wyatt tried to wave at Kayla but his hand paused mid-wave, his confident smirk faltering. He quickly masked the awkwardness, pretending to scratch his neck, but his thoughts spiraled. Why was she ignoring him?