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chapter five ( party invites )
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GYM CLASS was not Mikayla Holloway's forte.
If she had a plausible excuse to get out of this insufferable class, she would.
Standing on the soccer field, sported in a bright blue bin, she felt out of place among her classmates. All of them darted and weaved with athletic grace that seemed natural to them.
Her attempts at soccer were comically awkward; she would trip over her own feet or sending the ball into the wrong direction. But when she did manage to kick the ball, it was a less powerful strike and more of a gentle nudge, barely making it past her teammates.
As the ball soared past her, she instinctively sidestepped, not wanting to participating in the match anymore. However, Mr Brooks' voice cut through her thoughts, echoing across the field.
"Mikayla, get into the game!"
The curly haired brunette clapped her hands together, beckoning the player that currently had the ball. "Hey, pass it over to me. . ." She hesitantly mumbled, as if she were trying to blend into the backyard rather than stand out.
Just then Lydia bursted onto the field, spiriting towards her best friend. "MIKAYLA!" Sporting in a white lab coat with her eyes shielded by clear goggles, they still sparkled with excitement.
"Lydia, you're not apart of this class!" Mr Brooks bellowed in frustration but the girl ignored him.
Mikayla watched Lydia let out panted out breaths. "Lydia, get out of here before Coach makes me run laps again." She pleaded.
"Just listen to me for one sec, okay?" The Martinez girl cleared her throat before explaining the astonishing news that she couldn't wait until lunch to tell her best friend. "Everyone's talking about you!"
