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"Either way, we're not alone I'll find a new place to be from

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"Either way, we're not alone I'll find a new place to be from."

|Nova Sinclair |

Thump, thump, thump, goes the ball as I dribble on the gymnasium floor. The sweat drips down my face as I focus on the girl in front of me.


Jumping side to side, I avoid her. "Nova, pass!" A voice shouts.

The girl in front of me moves closer to me , and just as she was about to grab the ball, I pull it above her and throw it.

Thump, thump, thump.

My teammate catches it, and throws it straight down the hoop as we score another point.

The inter house competitions are about to start in less than a month so, coach Madison is pretty worried since we barely started practicing.

"That's good. Take five, everyone." Coach yells from across the gym.

Panting slightly and my heart beating fast, I sit down and grab my drink.

Feeling someone sit next to me, I look up to see Percy and smile at him, "Hey, what are you doing here?"

Percy and me are lab partners, and I suck at doing anything at the lab. I'm lucky I got assigned someone who knows what he's doing.

"Just wanted to see what you're up to. Figured I could walk you to your next class, if you have one."

"Oh I'm done for the today and I'm not sure practice is gonna be finished anytime soon." I say, taking a sip of my drink.

"I can wait." He raises his eyebrows. Is he that blind?

"Suit yourself." I shrug and get up. Coach Madison doesn't let boys in here during practice anyway.

Right on cue, she yells "Hey! Get out of here, is the no boys allowed sign invisible to you?!"

I still can't get used to the way almost every single teacher is always yelling. It's hilarious.

"Would you look at that?" A familiar voice calls out. Wait. Why is it familiar?

Wiping my sweat, I look up. Serena. Serena Park.

"What are you doing here?" The ball falls from my hands. Thump. Thump. Thump.

"I go here, and you?"

Fuck. Fuck.

"Me too."

"Ah." She looks around, her honey-like hair swaying. "This is kind of boring, would you like to play a match?"

So she could make fun of me again? As if this isn't enough?

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