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A PLACE IN THIS WORD~Taylor Swift Part 26 (1) Fantasyluvr96

TAYLOR SWIFT-

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Volleyball.

I enjoy the sport for its quick movement and fast thinking. I love the silence and burst of loudness. I like the individuality yet the team bonding that occurs during. Everytime I lace up and step onto the court all the drama, hurt, pain and stress falls away and Im filled with focus and comfort.

I wake up in the morning soley for the three hours after school where I can forget and just have fun.

I go to a rather large highschool consisting of 300 kids per grade. Yet on my team there are only Eight of us. We're all different and extremely talented at the sport we all were brought to love. It's almost a sweet thing how we come together every year from different worlds during a few months out of the year.

We talk and say hi in the halls during off season but it's nothing like when we practice every day and fight for championships.

I like being part of something.

Again, I always find it funny how we all differ from eachother.

Kayla and Molly are twins that when their not in their uniform, they dress in their cowboy boots, while Sydneys found in the library studying or her nose in a book. Brittney and Ashley are the party girls of the team, laughing and smiley always. Missy is the 'bad ass' of the group as we like to call her. Her eye make ups as dark as her hair, and her confident attitude never alters. Haley on the other hand, is the sweetest most kindest of the group. She's a strict church go-er and one who'm you'd feel guilty just slipping out a swear word around her.

Lastly though theres me. Plain old Jane.

Or well, Janie. It's a different name yet I wouldnt want another. My mother had given it to me after her own grandmother.

I can't really tell you who I am yet. I mean I can tell you 'what' Ive done, but Im no where close in finding myself.

I've been on Varsity from Freshman year, kept my graders on high honor roll, preticipated in numerous charity events, yet never once have I felt content, or done something that has made me realize who I want to be or what I really want in life. Im thankful for the amount of friends I have, but no matter what I havent felt 'wanted' . Like If I was to be gone, it would truly and utterly destroy someone.

I'd be mourned but never really , really missed.

I dont have a bestfriend, or a true love. I want to think that volleyball is my true love, and my team are my bestfriends but I know that isn't true. All these girls I play with have either true love with an actual boy or a bestfriend that you tell your secrects too.

They have something to fall back on when volleyballs over.

Me? My love for volleyball is just to replace they emptiness of my nights.

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" Ball." I call , before smacking the center of the threaded fabric and sending it flying over the net.

It was a game day. The best of the best. I could feel my heart race with excitement and the endless smile stretch on my face as the bleachers filled fully. I loved how much my school was into sports.

Before the game, we had all gotten ready in the locker room. Blasting music and changing into our matching black spandex, and socks. Our jerseys were form fitting, sometimes long sleeve and sometimes short.

Today we were wearing our white and red numbered jersey. My favorite. It was the jersey we wore last year after winning states.

After we tied our hair in ponytails and placed on our arm bands we circled in a quick pre-game pair lead by Haley.

Now as the pre-game music blasted through the gym and the soccer team with their panted chest were lined up to spell " LETS GO HAWKS" I began to get antzy for the game to start.

My team was doing a drill to warm up, and as I squated down in position I felt an odd pull in my gut. It wasn't nerves-I never got nervous. It was something else, something odd and not what Ive ever felt before.

Suddenly with my mind else where I heard the sound of a ball being hit towards me. Swearing under my breath I used my entire strength to dive after a fallen ball , just barely hitting it up before I contacted with the floor and quickly rolled up.

" Wheres your head J!" I heard my coach call.

Shaking my head I jogged after the ball, it leading me to the other side of the gym. The feeling in my stomach seemed to get more and more noticible, yet it didnt get me from not noticing where -or more of who the ball had rolled near.

I slowed down, coming to a slow walk as I watched the ball stop as it hit the black heavy combat boots. Trailing my eyes up the large-most deffinitally toned male figure who sat with his thick elbows rested on his head and his head bent down as though he was looking at the floor.

Gosh.. I thought. Can you say perfect looking man? And this is with out seeing his face! Almost perfectly, he began rising his head, and I was met with perfect dark eyes.

Momentarily forgetting the ball that was still placed at his feet, I shyly smiled at this
God infront of me. His shortly cut head allowed me to see his entire tanned, strong structure of a face. And by A gosh he was handsome.

" My volleyball." I said, my voice quieter than I intended though I knew he heard as he watched me kneel infront of him, my hands forming around the ball before tucking it beneath my arm. I couldnt keep my eyes off his face, completley and utterly amazed by this being.

There must be something wrong with me..

As I rose and backed away , I kept glancing back, a stupid smile no doubt on my face.

He handn't even spoke to me. I realized.

I wish he had spoken to me.