"The doctor was so hot! Like, seriously, a total babe, probably just finished his residency. He goes, 'Trust me, Miss Patel, it won't hurt!' I swear, I almost melted in the dentist's chair. You'd totally dig him. I'll give you his business card. Found his Insta, he's not gay and not married!"
"Have you figured out what you're wearing to Bianca's birthday yet?"
"Ohhh! Now you wanna talk about it. I'm gonna drop a few Pinterest links now, and we can hit the mall tomorrow. Your mom'll give you some cash for clothes, right?" Ishani asked.
"Oh sorry, can't make it tomorrow..."
"What plans do you have that won't let you go shopping?"
"Ms. Kalinowski!" I called out to the teacher passing by Ishani and me. We were sitting on the warm grass in the school courtyard, using our jackets as cushions. "My mom said I can join the basketball team. Can I come for tryouts tomorrow?"
"You made the right choice! I checked the team roster, we need you. Tomorrow's practice will be in the afternoon before the final game, schedule's on the school website."
"What?!" Ishani exclaimed, astonished when Kalinowski left us. "What happened to my little nestling? She flew the coop after just one day of school!" Ishani started at me, mouth agape.
"Yesterday's dodgeball game was... kinda... a hit..."
"And they didn't pelt you with balls like a classic nerd, but instead, invited you to join the team?! Congrats, you're moving up the school's social ladder even higher and higher."
She spoke as if she didn't believe me. I wasn't sure if she was happy for me or jealous. I fall silent, unsure of what to say. Some of the guys from the last game greeted me, and I smiled genuinely back at them, catching Ishani's surprised look.
"Hey, Mel, aaand looks like it's..."
"I'm Ishani," my friend helped him, flashing a coy and flirty smile.
"And you must be Lamar," I said, shaking his hand. A tall, broad-shouldered guy with a dimple on his cheek approached us.
"You totally kicked our butts in the final round yesterday. Dick was fuming, love it when that jerk gets put in his place. My sister was all praises for you, kept going on about the black jacket all evening."
"Alisha? The cheerleader girl with dimples like yours?"
"Got it in one! Kalinowski said she asked you to join the team. If she didn't convince you, I'll give it a shot."
"No need for convincing. Bianca talked me into it. I'll go for practice tomorrow."
"Bianca's a genius. See you tomorrow."
"Aren't you on the football team?" He seemed like he'd fit in with the jock crew.
"Nah, it got too toxic there."
"Let me guess, too many Dicks?"
"Hahaha, you're a riot! See you tomorrow, dude."
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