"Congrats!" Sam said as I walked up to the group. We had ended up winning, but only because we played the worst school in the league. I felt like I played a terrible game, so I wasn't exactly in a great mood.

"You did amazing," Jared said. I smiled and thanked him, feeling my terrible mood lighten with each compliment.

"You seriously are one of the best ball players I've ever seen," Paul said. I could take compliments from most people, but, coming from Paul, they always made me blush.

"What do you say we hit the diner for some ice cream," Dad said. "I'm buying."

"I'm down," Paul agreed. Sam, Emily, and Jared decided to head back to the reservation.

"Congrats, Lizzie," Billy congratulated me before catching a ride back to the reservation with the others.

"I let Bella and Jake leave," Dad said as we headed out to his car. "Figured I'd get Bella out of there before you returned from the locker room."

"Probably a good thing," I said, gritting my teeth as I threw the trunk of the cruiser open and put my duffel bag inside. Paul walked off to his car to follow us to the diner. Luckily, my dad didn't feel like talking, so the ride there was silent.

Paul and Dad had been talking for a while, but I was too consumed in my own thoughts to add to the conversation.

"What's going on with you?" Paul asked once they realized I was being extra quiet.

"Um, there's something I should probably tell you guys," I said.

"You're not pregnant are you?" My dad asked.

"God, no," I responded, cracking a smile as the waitress set the ice cream on the table.

"That's good, because I'd have to kill someone if you were," my dad said.

"So," Paul prodded. The thing about Paul is that he knows me better than I know myself some days.

"I broke things off with Luke. He was standing right in front of me going on and on about how Bella is so hot. He actually does that a lot, so I ended it," I said.

"Thank God," Paul muttered almost silently.

"I'm no good with emotions, but I'm sure Sue or Emily would be willing to help you if you need it," my dad said.

"I'm fine," I said. "Really."