The two pull up their bikes outside the school, both kick down their stands and dismount at the same time. Harlow reaches out her hand, touching Austin with her bright red painted nails.
“Are you feeling alright?”
Austin nods and smiles at her, noticing her care again. If it was something bad Harlow would have told him, it is just Preston underestimating him once again. What would his father know anyway? Austin doubts the man has ever seen him train at all.
There is no big secret, it was nothing.
“It's nothing, I just don’t want to be back here”
Austin indicates at the school while Harlow lowers her hood, covering her eyes once more.
“Me either”
Their brief hiatus from the place, while full of its own drama, it was nice for Harlow to just be herself for that time, for h……
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