The Lunar Eclipse

Chapter 2

No way in hell am I gonna change into these ridiculous clothes! I hate gym so why the hell should I dress out? I see no point. Why is it mandatory. Like no thank you I am fine with sitting on the floor and avoiding anything that has to do with sports, especially with my incredibly uncoordinated body.

"You girls better come out of that locker room in 2 minutes!" the coach yells. Rolling my eyes I trudge towards the bathroom stall and lock it before stripping my clothes off and putting on the stupid uniform. The thing is an ugly green color with white stripes across the front of the t-shirt. I tie my hair into a pony-tail and put all my stuff in the tiny locker before running out the locker room.

As soon as I walk out, coach starts yelling at me for being a sloth. Muttering under my breathe, I walk a little faster and as soon as I get near the class, I sit on the floor not caring if it's dirty. 

"Okay class today we'll be starting off on football. Since there is 5 girls in the class, their touchdowns will count as 3 point. So girls, stand by me, you gals will be captains and you'll choose your teammates" The girls got up and went to stand by her. "Hey new girl, you're a captain too. Come up here"

You've got to be kidding me. Standing up I walk towards her and say "I don't know any of these students. How am I suppose to pick them?" 

"Just describe them and I'll call them for you" she says nonchalantly. 

Alright. "I want Blondie over there, with the grey shirt. Also, the one with the red shirt"

"Jones, and Evans you've been picked"

We all got 7 people in our teams. I chose two that looked like they were from the football team for the school. And the rest seemed athletic enough to learn quickly. 

"Girly, just stay out of the way, or tag whoever is with the ball near you that isn't in our team. Got it?" Blondie told me. Stupid boy. 

"Listen Blondie, I will be counted as a member, and you will throw me that damn ball if I'm open. It's 3 points for a girl"

"Listen girly, we could do without your help"

"I can pin your ass on the floor in zero point 5 seconds, you wanna try me?" I say defiantly, gritting my  teeth, already fed up with this guy. 

He mimics me and I'm about to lose it and strangle him. I'm pretty sure right now my whole face is red from anger, not embarrassment. I need to chill out before I end up in trouble. Taking deep breathes I try to calm down " Just throw me the damn ball if the chance opens up. If I don't catch, I'll take the blame" and with that I walked with the rest of the class outside to the field. 

The sun was already one-third of the way up in the sky and it was starting to get a little hot.

"Alright boys, newbie here, red team, and Miss Dean, yellow team, will go up first. Then another two teams and so on until there is only two going to our little class tournament at the end of this week"

We all nodded our heads. Blondie came up to me "You better catch that damn ball or I will make the rest of the semester hell for you." and walked away getting in line to wait for the coach to blow her whistle. Dramatic much. I rolled my eyes at his comment, he needs sense knocked in to him and I will gladly volunteer to do it.

The whistle blew and the "quarterback", in this case it was just a kid throwing the ball at whoever is open, only he could throw the ball. He looked at several people before looking at me. I could tell he was debating if he should, but just as he finalized his decision someone stepped in front of me and blocked my view. The ball was thrown someone else and the brunette zig-zagged and dodged students. He wasn't able to get to the other end of the field. 

We started again from where the kid was tackled down. 

The game went on and we were behind by 3 points. I had to catch the damn thing if we wanted to win. And this humongous beast that called themselves boys were towering over me. If only I could kick them in the balls maybe they would move out of the way. But nooo, we can't kick anyone because that would be "cheating".

Running as fast as I could, I reached the other side of the field, dodging everyone. As sson as I saw  a corner that didn't have anyone from the opposite team, I turned around and waved my hands so that the kid throwing the ball would see me without raising suspicion from the other team.

The kid saw me and nodded inconspicuously. He made it seem like he was going to throw it at blondie on the far left side of the field before throwing it straight at me.

God, if you are listening to me right now, please le t me catch this ball and not get hit in the face.

Stretching my hands  above me, I made some sort of triangle-like shape with my hands. As soon as I felt the ball touch my hands I brought it down and tucked it under my arm. I stepped backwards a little bit.

Cheers erupted from my team. I had just made my first touch down! And that was the winning score. We had won!

I threw the ball up in the air and did my happy dance. It's embarrassing, but who cares, I just made a touch down -sort of.

Blondie came up to me "Didn't think you'd catch the ball girly"

"Don't underestimate me Blondie. This girl got skills" I playfully exaggerate while dusting imaginary dirt off my shoulders. 

He chuckles and shakes his head before leaving to join the rest of the team on the side bench, waiting for the other teams to play before the class ends. 

As the class goes by, we see which teams make it to the next round for tomorrow's tournament. The sad thing is we are second to last on the chart board for points scored, meaning we had to step it up if we wanted to win this thing. 

And I'm a very competitive person so this game is about to get real. And I'll be the one making the winning score, so I'll have to practice when I get home with Hector. 

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Hey guys! sorry I went all ghost on you guys for this book. Kinda had so much work and stress, but whatever now. I won't know when I'll post again, so Please don't give up on this book. Lots of love!

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