Eli’s POV:
I glanced over at the door that had just opened, the bell being an indication. It’s Jackal, I thought to myself. I knew this because he always came in at this time. Quickly looking away, I put my hair up into a ponytail in an attempt to cool myself off, as heat was rising on my face. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched as he slid his roller skates on. Taking a deep breath, I slowly skated over to him while he stood and entered the rink. My palms grew clammy, and sweat coated my brow. “‘Sup, Eli.” He said, skating closer. “Hey, Ja—”Before I could finish my sentence, I tripped over my own feet, falling forward.
