•Reputation•
"Can you go grab the volleyballs from the closet" My coach asked as we set up for tryouts. I was team captain last year, so I'm automatically on the team this year."There you are in the closet again" the other captain, Ivy, joked as I walked back and grabbed the balls (not like that you dirty minded bitches).
"Haha very funny" I looked up at her, tossing a couple volleyballs to the coach and walking back to finish setting things up.
"Okay, the nets are set up, we have the balls and scorekeeper, I've got my clipboard for any notes, and we have the snack table for the end. Is there anything else we need?"
We both shook our heads. "Nope, looks good!" Ivy said.
"Alright, people should be getting here in about 10 minutes. Thank you girls for your help, if you wanna help yourself to snacks while we wait, feel free"
"Bet" I muttered as I walked over and started munching on cookies and chips.
Soon enough, people started piling into the gym. There were a few people that I didn't know, but for the most part, they were people that I knew and just didn't talk to. I mean, obviously, cause I don't talk to anyone.
One person did catch my eye when she walked in though.
"Well hi there, what's your name?" Coach asked the girl with her blonde hair up in a high ponytail, the pink and blue tips brushing across her shoulders.
"I'm Lover" she smiled and shook the coaches hand.
Once they were done talking, she looked around before walking towards me.
God, please no. Just leave me alone.
"Hi" she smiled sweetly at me, and I think I threw up a little on the inside.
"Trying out for volleyball, misfit?" I scoffed sarcastically, eyeing her.
"I'm not a misfit, and yeah, I am. You too?"
"Please, I'm already on the team. I'm one of the team captains. I'm just forced to be here and help teach all of you punks what you're doing"
"Oh, well I played for my old team, so you won't have to teach me"
"Mmm, sure" I rolled my eyes before turning back around, hoping she'll walk away.
"You okay from yesterday?"
Oh my god please shut the fuck up.
"Mhm"
"You sure? You looked pretty sick"
"Look, I'm not in the mood for small talk, nor am I ever. So can you just go over there with all the others and leave me alone? I'd really appreciate it if I didn't have someone yapping in my ear"
"Oh...yeah, I can go. Sorry" She said quietly before walking away.
Finally.