The Decuplets

Game Day

Scarlett

We've been home for a few days now and school has started back up. We are all shaken up from vacation still, but we haven't talked about it.

Today is a big game-day for a few of my brothers: Reece, Corey, and Zach. They're having a nighttime game against their rivals.

A few of our friends play on the basketball team too, the most notable being Finn and Josh.

Josh and I haven't spoken, so seeing him is going to be a little hard.

It was morning right now and the decuplets and I were running around being we were getting ready for school.

"Hey, Zach," I greeted, grabbing my water bottle from the dishwasher as I began to fill it.

"Yo, don't you think you should eat something energizing for tonight?" Reece judged Zach's breakfast.

He was eating three different donuts– a chocolate, a jelly, and a strawberry with sprinkles.

"This is the breakfast of a champion," he announced, a huge smile on his face. Reece shook off his words.

"You coming tonight?" Corey asked me, sitting beside Zach as he ate some mix of nuts.

"Yeah, obviously!"

I placed my water in my backpack pocket and sat on top of the counter.

All the island seats were taken now by Reece, Zach, Corey, Max, and Noah.

"I just wasn't sure if you wanted to because of Josh," Corey explained, texting away on his phone.

I figured this would get brought up.

I sighed. "I don't care about that."

"If you say so," he answered, standing up, "we got to go."

Brandon was beeping outside impatiently as we all groaned. Running out, he lectured us on poor time-management.

"God, Brandon," I whined, "just be quiet."

"Yeah, dad," Max joined in, "nobody cares."

Zach called shotgun, much to Brandon's dismay as we all know his favorite shotgun person is Gabe, while Gabe, Max, and I got in the second row.

Liam drove the other car with Reece shotgun and Noah, Corey, and Clay in the back.

School was boring. Ella and I did get Starbucks for lunch, though! After the last bell rang, Ella and I began helping with set up for the game tonight in the gym.

"Put it there," Levi directed, pointing to the railing of the stairs on the bleachers.

Ella nodded, taping the final balloon to it.

The gym was decked out in blue and black, our school's colors. Streamers lined the doorways and teams' benches, balloons lined the stairs, and banners of the teammates hung on the walls.

"Nice work," our principal high-fived us crew members.

Ella and I went to sit down at the scoreboard as we awaited the game to begin.

"So, how are you and Zach?" I began conversation, turning to face her. She stopped programming the board and shot her head at me.

"Why? Did he say something?"

"No," I said in a tone that made it sound like a question, "I was just curious."

She sighed of relief. "Oh, well we are fine."