V3 ch115

We exited the field together as a team. As soon as the other guys saw Zeke, they all made their way over to say 'hi'. However, Zeke only had eyes for Noah. He took Noah's bag from him and squinted. "Don't you have somewhere to be?"

Noah frowned and murmured. "Somewhere to be..?"

"Get your back checked out by the trainer, kid." Coach said from behind us. He knew instantly what Zeke was talking about. "I want to see an ice pack strapped to your back within the hour."

"Yea, yea." Noah waved them off. "I know the drill. I'm fine, but gotta be cleared by the trainer. We really need to start dragging Drew to these tournaments." He looked at me. "Want to come with?"

I scoffed. "No, thanks."

Noah laughed and gave a small wave as he started to back away. "Okay, I see how it is." He turned and jogged lightly towards where the trainer's tent was. 

"You're not going to follow him?" Coach glanced at Zeke.