Mission Impossible

Chapter 8: Little Girl

AMALIA'S P.O.V

"Ha! 30- love!" I shouted.

"No fair! I wasn't ready, the tennis ball bounced twice on your side anyways!" stated Sierra.

"Fine, 15-15." The doors of the gym swung open.

"Uh-oh." said Sierra.

"Uh-oh what?"

"Here comes the idiots." I turned to see 4 boys.

"The tallest one is Max, He plays about any sport you can think of!" Max had short black hair and was about 6 ft. He had on a maroon Aeropostale shirt and denim pants with a brown belt. He had on a pair of Nike's that were maroon and brown.

"The second tallest one is Mason, he has been crowned surf champ in over 20 states for 6 years!" Mason had short black hair. He was about 6 ft as well. He was wearing a navy blue shirt that said Hollister 63. he had on light denim jeans and tan flip flops.

"The 2 in the back are DJ and CJ, they call themselves the terrible twins. They have won every football game they have ever played since they were 5 years old! And they were only a two man team!" DJ had short black hair and had on a red Nike shirt with black pants, he also had on red, black and white Nike shoes. CJ looked exactly the same except he had on a blue Nike shirt with black pants and blue black and white Nike shoes.

"That's kinda weird." I said.

"I know right." the group of boys came over to us.

"We want this court." stated Mason.

"I need this court to practice my swing for the big tennis competition on Sunday."

"Nobody cares about you and your stupid tennis match Max so could you like, leave?"

"How dare you speak to him like that!" Said DJ.

"Yeah, how dare you!" said CJ.

"He's a nobody! I can talk to him any way I want!" yelled Sierra.

"Give him the court or else!" said Mason.

"Or else what?"

"You know what..." Sierra's face went pale. She sat the racket down.

"Well, look at the time! Time to go!" I dropped the racket and walked right through the center of the boys towards the door.

"Little girl." whispered Max. I stopped. All the boys looked over at me.

"What did you just call me?"

"You heard him!" said DJ.

"He called you a little girl." said CJ. I turned towards them.

"You shouldn't of said that."

"Why not? It's not like you're going to do anything, little girl!" said Mason. I ran towards Mason. Mason squinted and squared up. I grabbed a tennis ball and threw it at him. Mason ducked and it went over his head.

"Ha! You missed!," shouted Mason. The tennis ball bounced off two walls then hit Mason in the back of the head, "Hey!" he turned around. I  swiped his legs from under him. He flew up and landed on his back. I ran towards him again but DJ and CJ grabbed my arms.

"Your stuck now!" said DJ.

"And in trouble!" said CJ. I lifted my feet from off the ground and swung them above my head and hit DJ and CJ square in the nose. They both let go and backed up. They ran towards her and she ran towards them. She stuck out her arms and clothes lined them both. They flew back and landed on there back gasping for air. Now she was facing Max. Max swallowed hard. He ran towards the tennis balls and threw them at her. She dodged every one. He looked down. There were no more tennis balls. Amalia smiled. She grabbed a racket and began to walk towards him. Max backed up and crouched down.