Jamie shrugged his shoulders and rubbed his right knee unconsciously, “I guess it bent wrong during practice and some tendons got screwed up. Didn’t have to have surgery but it was never right again even with physical therapy.” She’d have been able to tell if he were wearing shorts. There was a difference in muscle tone and the right was usually a little swollen. Nothing he could help to be honest.
“Uh,” he rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly with the faintest of blushes. Talking about his poor academics with a bookworm was not on his list of Pleasant Things. “Well, I got really depressed and my grades dropped so I kind of got booted out on my ass.” That was the short of it anyway. He was still fairly depressed about it but he was doing better. “Not really the most unique story is it?”