Then everyone went to the changing room. Because of the teacher, no one called Peter names anymore, but someone pushed him a few times. No one talked to him. They were just discussing the match. Peter sat down on the bench and changed his clothes slowly. He would like to go home. But they should still have two more classes. How could he survive it with these boys? After all, he did ruin the match.

The other boys had changed their clothes and left. It was getting more and more quiet in the changing room. When suddenly the changing room was empty. Peter was left alone. No one waited for him. None of his friends wanted to leave with the one who ruined the match. Peter was abandoned.

Peter stuffed his clothes in a bag and walked away slowly. But Vojta had been waiting in the hallway. "Hey," said Vojta, joining Peter. There was a strange silence for a moment.

"Do you remember how we talked about the arrest of Jesus in Sunday school? How everyone betrayed him?” Vojta asked.

Peter remembered it, but he didn't know why would Vojta mention it. Why was he talking about Jesus now? So he just nodded.

"Then my aunt said that Jesus knows what it's like to be betrayed, so he understands us and will never leave us," Vojta continued. "And now I understand. Back in summer I scored an own goal and everyone was mad at me and I had to leave the gym alone. That's why I knew I had to wait for you now. Because it's better to go with someone.” Vojta laughed because he knew he'd done the right thing.

"Thanks." Peter was not in the mood to say more. But he was glad that Vojta had waited for him. Walking out with Vojta is much better than walking alone. And Vojta understood him, because he had experienced it himself.