Age Is But a Number
Rumors had spread around school that I was dropping out. Lacey was most likely the source of these totally false rumors.
“I can’t stand how people think I can’t hear them whispering about me,” I said, a tinge of annoyance in my voice.
“Don’t worry about them. Leave everything to Ava,” said Yuki, taking my hand.
I let him hold my hand and walk me to my next class. Gym class was getting harder these days’ probably because I had a person growing inside of me. Today we were supposed to be playing basketball. I was a lot slower than usual and every time someone tried to block me I got upset. I shuffled across the court to Coach Kay.
“Can I sit out? I’m not feeling well,” I said pitifully.
“Nope. You missed almost the whole week of class. If you want to get your grade back up hustle your butt back to the court.”
“Please Coach,” I begged.
“No,” she yelled firmly. She pointed in the direction of the ongoing basketball game and said, “Go.”
I grumbled the whole way back to the court and took up my position as point guard. I wasn’t exactly sure how to be a point guard so I assumed that meant I was keeping the other team from getting points. Charging towards me was Lacey with the basketball. I stretched my arms out and stayed low. She smiled a sinister smile and plowed me into the ground. She made a quick lay-up and hurried back to the other side of the court. She didn’t forget to laugh at me as she passed by either.
“Bitch,” I grumbled under my breath. “That really hurt,” I said pulling myself off the ground before I got trampled.
Pain shot up my spine as I ran to the side my team was on. I ignored it and continued to play since Coach was watching me like a hawk. This time the ball was in my grasp and just as Lacey had done I shoved her and laughed as she hit the ground.
“Two points,” I said to myself with satisfaction.
“Foul!” bellowed Coach from across the court.
“What!?” I screamed, furious.
“Foul,” Coach repeated.
“That’s not fair! She did the same to me!”
“I didn’t see it.”
“You know damn well you saw it!” I yelled at her.
Everyone was staring at me now including Coach. Lacey seemed to be drowning in self satisfaction.
“I didn’t see it now watch your tone before I write you up.”
I grumbled under my breath but didn’t say anything else. The game continued and Lacey continued to drop me on the ground each chance she got. I was sure that if I fell one more time I wouldn’t get up. Everything hurt and I was becoming infuriated.
“Had enough?” whispered Lacey as she trotted past me.
Instead of responding I peeled myself off the floor and decided to concentrate on the game. I knew I was better at basketball than Lacey was so all I had to do was show off. She was charging towards me again and this time I smacked the ball out of her hands and headed for the opposite teams basket. I made a perfect shot and the swish of the net made me smile. A small “ooooh” rose throughout the gym. Lacey was seething.
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Synopsis: What would you do if you were a prisoner in your own home? If the person you were told to trust was the one hurting you and you couldn't do anything about it? Jazmaine and her sister Victoria learn to bond and stick together as things star...