"Kobe"

So Science was a blow, the teacher put me on the side and said I couldn't touch or do anything, he said it was chemicals work and I'm not capable of even holding an empty tube.

So that was so much fun (note the sarcasm) wahoo can't wait till tomorrow, but now I have gym and I think we start with basket ball which y'all know is my favourite.

I run from my locker to the girls change room to well get changed. Since we are Scorp high, our mascot is a scorpion so our jerseys are black and our gym shorts are light grey.

After putting them on and putting my hair into a ponytail I run out of the change room and to the basketball court.

When I reach it, the whole class which is mixed with girls and boys (because there are some gym classes you can take where it's only girls and only boys,) were there.

Coach Hamilton was explaining what we were doing, I showed up just in time.

"Alright so today we're just going to practice dribbling the ball back and forth, surly you all know how to do that?" He looks to us.

Some of us nod our heads some doing a little hand shake meaning they some-what know what their doing and some do nothing.

"Well good because first person to mess up has to run 20 laps around the track, and when that's done we will play BUMP."

Most of us (not including me) groan and start towards the rack to get a ball, some of us also confused as to what BUMP is.

I walk past the rack because Mr. Hamilton is my mother's brother so he brings my special ball everyday to school for me.

My mother died, she was crossing the street one day when the the sign said to and when her dog Grumble pulled her forward to walk.

My mother was also blind so she wouldn't know that a car was speeding down the road. It hit both of them, Grumble lived though and the accident was 13 years ago when I was 4.

Grumble was just a pup that was trained well. He's old now, as sad as it sounds, he's probably going to die as well soon.

"Uncle Mark, did you bring it?"

"I always do Kritty."

Kritty is the nickname he gave me. He handed me my ball that mom gave me when I was 4, two weeks before she died.

"Don't mess up."

"I never do." I say and run off with the ball.

I get into a lane that wasn't taken and started dribbling down it, some people on the bleachers watch. Not many people know that I play Basketball.

:;:

After about 10 minutes a boy named George messed up when a girl walked by.

"George 20 laps now." Coach called to him.

He groaned and headed for the track.

"Everyone count the laps he does and say it loud every time he jogs by." Coach added.

We nod.

George comes around and almost everyone counts the 1, I though run onto the track and run with him, I see the rest of the class join once I stepped up.

So now we were all running in a big group. Some chatting as we run.

After about 14 laps I see Logan come out of the school and start talking to Uncle Mark, I don't know what about when he takes out his schedule.

He must be apart of this class now.

That's cool.

I see Uncle Mark point to the group, and I watch as his mouth moves. Then Logan starts running towards us and next thing I know he's running with the group.

I keep running at the same pace I did when we started running and we're about 3/4 out of being done meaning we have 5 laps left to do then we get to play BUMP.

Then Logan slows his pace and next thing I know, he's running beside me.

"Hey Princess."

"Don't call me that, I'm no where near a Princess." And really I wasn't. A Princess doesn't have a underground fight scheduled for tonight or an illegal race happening tomorrow night.

"But I think you meet the standards, sorry I meant pass the standards, so ya I'm going to call you Princess."

"What am I supposed to call you..." I think about it for a second, then my eyes lit up. "I'm going to call you Lowgy."

His nose scrunched up and his lips curled down in a disgusting manner.

"What you don't like it?"

"Not particularly, No."

"Well I don't like Princess and you don't like Lowgy so win win."

"I guess, Princess."

"Alright your 20 laps is done class gather up here so I can teach you BUMP." Mr. Harrison, said interrupting our conversation.

We gathered around Mr.Harrison waiting for him to elaborate on what BUMP was.

"Alright you will create one big line in front of the net, there will be Two basketballs.,

The first person will try to get a basket in before the person behind you does, if the person behind you gets it in before you do, your out.

If you get a basket before the person behind you then you move on to the next round and the person behind you will move forward and try to get a basket before the person who's behind them etc etc.

Got that everyone" he asked after explaining.

We nodded our heads and got into a big line as explained. I wasn't first or second I was at least in the middle.

Guess who stood behind.

Come on I'll give you a second to guess.

Logan.

I tried to hold in a groan and I think I succeeded.

He comes close to my ear I can feel his breath on my neck as he says, "I plan on getting you out Princess."

And instead of doing what most girls would have done like stand there blush and freeze I lifted my hand and pushed his face away, some of the other girls giving me glares.

Honestly I get it he's hot has a great build and big muscles and under the shirt there's probably 8 pack but I've come across many guys like that and they are all assholes.

Their egos are to big and all they do is hump and dump.

So those other girls can have him I don't care.

My train of thought was lost when my turn came up, I started it off and took a jump shot and got it in taking the guy in front of me out and me safe.

I go to the back of the line and almost immediately Logan follows.

A bit later there's only 4 of us left and I'm the only girl. It's George's turn and even though he failed at dribbling because of a girl he's still in.

"Kristy Kristy I'm going to take you out."

"Don't you ever call me Kristy Kristy and your going out."

I lifted my hands and took the shit getting it in perfectly, didn't even touch the rim.

I turned around and raised an eyebrow. He gulped and asked "Do you play Basketball?"

"In my free time."

It was Logan's turn and he took the shot it went in but hit the rim, taking George out.

It was me and Logan.

And it was my shot I took it but he made a noise once I released it throwing me of and it hit the rim and bounced off it was his turn and he missed by a little bit.

I ran back with the ball a threw it but he bumped it hence the name BUMP, I threw him a glare and chased after my ball, by now I was behind the net and he was about to take a shot so I acted.

I ran forward locked his gaze with mine a smirk grew on my face and I said one word before he realized he had to shoot to get me out.

All I said was,

"Kobe"

And took a shot facing the wrong direction he took a shot as well, when I released my ball I looked at the rest of the class that got out to see that there all at the end of their seats including Coach.

I turned around just in time to see my ball go in first. I started doing a dance around Logan even though I was horrible at dancing but I still did it while chanting, "I won, I won."

"I know you don't have to rub it in."

"Oh but I am."

It went on like that for a while before everyone headed back to the locker rooms and got changed.

I have a fight tonight and I have to do through a few more classes then I'm free.

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