appointment,â he said, pouring himself a glass of water. âHe has to miss practice tomorrow, so we were going over the practice plan with the other coaches. Anyway, how were everyoneâs days?â
âAva has something to tell you about football,â said Mrs. Sackett.
âWhatâs up, sweet pea?â he asked Ava.
Ava frowned. Her father seemed preoccupied, like he was only half listening. But she told him about Briar Ridge. âSo part of me feels like I should just sit it out so my team can play, but Mom is outraged by that idea and wants me to stand up for myself.â
Instead of reacting with indignation, Coach just nodded. He took a thoughtful sip of water and set his glass down carefully. âWhatever you decide, Iâm sure itâll be for the good of the team, Ave,â he said.
Thatâs a perplexing statement, thought Ava. Sheâd expected him to agree with her mom and encourage her to take a stand. Instead he seemed like he had barely registered what sheâd said.
âAnd whatever you decide, Ave, I just want you to know that itâs brilliant for me,â said Alex excitedly. âI finally have a perfect news story for Ms. Maxon. I canât wait to tell her! I mean, I canât wait to pitch it to her. Thatâs how you suggest an idea for a story: You pitch it. Sheâs been making suggestions that my story be focused on my family, and being a Sackett and stuff, because everyone knows who Daddy is. Sheâll be so psyched!â
Ava rose from the table. âBut I donât want you to do a story about me,â she said to Alex in a firm, strong voice.
Alex froze. âWait, what?â
âIâm sick of being the center of attention in these dumb news stories. I need your support here, Al, and I donât want you joining the other side. So, no. You have to think of something else.â A few too many times, Ava had found herself in situations she didnât like, just because she had a hard time saying no to her sister. Her mind flashed back to events of a few weeks before, when Alex had talked her into switching places so that Ava could try out for cheerleading, pretending to be Alex. There had been disastrous consequences. Well, not this time. This time, she would stand her ground.
The rest of her family had gone quiet. Tommy even stopped eating for a moment. They all seemed surprised by Avaâs sudden firmness, but Ava didnât care.
Mrs. Sackett spoke first. âAlex, you need to respect your sisterâs decision,â she said. âAnd anyway, since thereâs not going to be a game on Saturday, you wonât have much to report about, right? Iâm sure youâll think of something else.â
âYour motherâs right, Alex,â said Coach. âYour sister has a right to her privacy.â
Alex shrugged. âOkay, okay, fine,â she said. âIf thatâs the way you feel about it, Ave.â
Alex sounded wounded, but Ava tried not to let it bother her. âYes. Thatâs the way I feel about it.â She left the kitchen without even asking if she could be excused from the table.
CHAPTER
FIVE
Alex sank into her desk chair, lost in thought. Ava was upset, and Alex understood whyâshe knew how much her twin hated to be in the spotlight. But this story was bigger than Ava. It was about womenâs rights, and fighting injustice. And Ms. Maxon had told her that for a good reporter, getting the story was everything. If you had to upset some people in order to get it, well, so be it. She would still do the story, even if it meant upsetting Ava. Hadnât Ms. Maxon written that a good reporter had to make sacrifices? Now Alex understood what that meant. And besides, once Ava saw the piece, sheâd see why Alex was right. Sheâd understand. There was the small matter of what to shoot that she needed to think about. With no game being played, sheâd need to be