Peyton waved at John as she made her way down to the pitch. Talk about sneaky big brother. Hehe. Good thing she'd been on her best behavior.

Jumping off the last step and sprinting toward the growing crowd of people, Peyton beamed. "You guys were great!" she squealed. Then turned, offering the professors smiles and handshakes. "You all played well too." NOT as well as the young peeps, but at least they didn't break a hip or something.

OH!

There was Kat and she was bleeding. Ouch. Walking over to her friend, Peyton made a face as if it hurt her that Kat was hurt. "Are you okay? Besides the bleeding?" she asked.

The cold seemed to have spread toward the pitch too. Peyton shivered, standing close to Kat. She was offering her body warmth, okay. That's what friends did.