All of my friends (yes, all two of them) play soccer. I want to try out for the team this year, but the thing is, I've never played before. As you can imagine I was exceedingly nervous when I walked into the locker room to get ready. I started to get changed.
Right after I finished tying the laces on my brand new shoes, some pop ( I think her name is Delia) walked up to me. She made me feel self conscious with her beady eyes staring at me. She started to talk.
"What do you think your doing?" I wondered if she was joking. "I was just.." But before I could finish my sentence she cut me of "Why do you think that you are going to be good enough to make the soccer team? Isn't it like, your first time ever playing soccer, I mean I've been playing since first grade."
At first, when she stays this, I thought I was imagining it. But no. I had no idea how to respond. " I was just going to..." Cut me off again. " Save it for someone who cares." And then she walked away.
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Smarty Pants
Short StoryMia is a genius. She even helps her mom figure out how to pay the bills, but the thing is, she still has to go to middle school. Ugh! She hates it! Follow her through the ups and downs of life, as she tries to find a place in her school.
