Coach sighed. “Yeah but you can control it, right?”
“We’re not good at it,” Kyle said.
“Out, or to prom?”
Kyle waved Andreus off and said his goodbye, wishing him luck with anything about Kaylie from water polo. Kyle approached the cage. The other boys that had been there were gone. He looked to the door, and saw some golden light trickling through. Sunset had arrived, and his body was feeling it.
“You’re really that careless, aren’t you?” Patton asked, and squeezed tighter. Kyle felt his muscles pinching but he didn’t resist. She relieved him and stepped back.
“Bet you thought you wouldn’t be saying that this time last year,” Kip muttered.
Kyle stepped forward, getting a closer look. This Kyle had a necklace around him, and a senior ring upon his finger. The alternate Kyle took off some of the gear, but treated it with great respect. No, that wasn’t a senior ring, Kyle realized. That was a state championship ring. Kyle felt the knot in his throat growing tighter.
Kyle smiled. “Better be somewhere good.” A tear slid down his eye. “Better be…”
“I have people I can trust,” Kyle said, and the alternate Kyle recoiled a bit. Kyle still held his hand out. “Friends are the most important thing for me, since mom and dad left. I’ve relied on Kip and Luke for a lot, but there are so many others that have been willing to help. Keep an eye out for them, man, they’re there.”