Chapter 35 Pierro

• "Good job out there, matey," My best friend Kyle congratulates me immediately I walk into the locker room. I beam at him.
• "Thanks, K."
• He saunters off to talk to a couple of dudes hanging around the entrance. I can hardly think straight. My ears ring as I prowl past the bank of lockers, shoving the door open to the showers. It's a cavernous room, echoing and cold, but no one will disturb me in here. They wouldn't dare.