Friday’s Game

The library plan was a good one, up until Mrs. Atkins handed me a lunch bag. 

"Here ya go." She gave one to not only me, but to all her boys. "I made everyone's favorites. I know you'll be eating on the bus, so be careful not to spill or make a mess."

"Eating on the bus?" I asked, feeling like my idea was already a dud. If we have to eat on the bus, then I can't sneak to the library during lunch. The plan would have to be shelved until Monday. 

"Yea, Trinity High School is another three hour ride." Noah sighed. "We won't get back until ten or eleven tonight."

"Are we riding with the girls today?" Dave asked. 

"No." Kyle sulked. "It's the three boy's teams. It's going to be crammed." He pouted towards his mom. "Please drive us home?"

Mrs. Atkins laughed. "No way, young man. You'll be sticking with your team." She paused. "Plus, we won't be coming to today's game."

"What?!" Noah asked. 

"Why not?" Dave said at the same time.