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Chapter 2: Park Fight: Cheng vs Dre

Previously...

"She thinks we're bullies," I quipped. Suddenly, the light-heartedness in the room dulled. "Sorry, totally ruined the mood, didn't I?" Feng waved his hand dismissively

"Well, in all honesty, we kind of are"

"Should we feel bad about that?" Qing asked

"Nah," Cheng snorted "Life's unfair. The sooner people understand that, the better. Most of them deserved it anyway"

"True that," I mumbled. We were all quiet for a moment

"Do you guys want to go to the park tomorrow?" asked Cheng, yawning

"Sure," the others mumbled. I giggled

"Maybe Meiying will be there"

"Shut up"

~First Person P.O.V~

Swish! Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud...

Ball in his possession, Xiang sprinted down the court, eyes flickering around at his teammates, trying to decide who was the most open for a pass. After making eye contact with Qing, he quickly faked a pass to Cheng and tossed the ball to Qing, only to yell in frustration when Feng jumped in the way and stole the ball. Feng dribbled it to the hoop and shot the ball into the basket easily

"Aw, come on, guys! Put up some fight!" he yelled teasingly, exchanging high fives with Liang and Zhuang, his only teammates. Qing shook his fist at him threateningly as he caught his breath

"Shut up! Not all of us are top basketball players like you! If you want a fairer fight, give us another teammate!"

"It's already four to three!" Feng exclaimed, laughing heartily "But since I'm so generous, I guess we can make it five to two" He glanced at his two teammates before nodding at Zhuang

"Zhuang, you're on the other team now," He said

"Oh sure, give us the midget," I muttered, a teasing smile on my face. Zhuang scowled

"I'm only a little shorter than you!" he shouted, face red. Laughing, I tweaked his nose

"Yeah, but that one inch still makes you the shortest here," I said. Suddenly, a new voice cut into our playful banters

"Hey, mind if we take the court for a little while?" It was Yang, a boy from our grade. He had three friends with him, two Chinese and a blonde American. We all exchanged looks. Well, to be fair, we had occupied the court for a while

"Sure," Cheng said, shrugging. Feng tossed the basketball to Yang, who caught it with a grin

"Thanks," he called as the seven of us strolled away from the court to the shade beneath the trees

"So what do you guys want to do now?" I asked, swiping Zhuang's hat right off his head. I stuck it on my own and quickly shot up a tree before Zhuang could snatch it back. Lounging on one of the higher branches, I grinned down at them as they all took seats on the ground

"Well, first, you could give me my hat back," Zhuang growled, glaring at me. Yawning, I shifted the hat so that its rim covered my face

"Nah" Xiang laughed at Zhuang's adorable scowl

"Zhuang, if you want it, go get it" At this, I adjusted the hat so that I could see

"Yeah, squirt. Come and get it if you want it back that badly" Egged on by his friends' encouragement, Zhuang grabbed the lowest branch, hoisting himself up as I moved down to stand on a thick branch at about the same height. Cheekily, I beckoned him closer with a twitch of my fingers. Zhuang struck. I blocked. The branches shuddered beneath our movement.