Who: Merribell & Pete When: After dark Why: She's being a worry wart. Where: The stands.
Merribelle didn't have any warm clothing with exception of her well worn gray sweater, it wasn't big enough to insulate her but she didn't care. Who knew if she was sitting out because she didn't feel it as much as she thought or because she actually was punishing herself. Her right leg started bouncing lightly at her nervousness of excess energy that had no place to go.
At the time, she was thinking about what she could be doing to help herself and nothing came to mind. She was frightened of going home, being under his thumb and coming to school with a plethora of injuries that she couldn't explain with a strenuous, bruising activity.
What if Pete saw?
He'd see her hovel of a home, probably tell his friends.