Chess

Chapter 11: Soccer mom with Bea Bianca

Omfg. I went to the soccer field to help Bea Bianca for my community service. And these kids are like 9. I'm not really a fan of nine year olds.

Bea Bianca blew her whistle.
"My team, gather around!"

I walked up to her, and she was surprised.

I saw the chance and I took it.

"Did somebody order a bitch?" I asked with Melrose Place glory.

BB just rolled her eyes.
"Alright guys, this is Jen Nakpil. She's gonna be helping me coach you guys win."

"First of all, what's this team even called?"

A kid in the back blurted out the answer to m question.
"We're the Black Widows."

That name reminds me of a spider ring Marissa had just bought recently.

As Bea Bianca said some coach stuff I don't even understand, I studied the other team. They looked way tougher. Their name was the Huskies. Of course they would win. You can easily kill a black widow just like a regular spider.

I heard Champs was doing community service work too. After hearing that, it gave me more motivation to help BB.

The game started. These kids look like they're running for loose candy. There's this one boy who keeps kicking the ball to the other goal. He thinks he's going a good job, but I feel really bad for this little dude.

All these soccer moms behind me and Bea Bianca are cheering for their kids even though not a single team has scored. I kinda felt bad. Idek why. So when no one was looking I kicked the ball a little to help the Black Widows score.

"WASSUP BITCH!" I knew that voice.

Dramatically I did those tv show turn arounds, and it was great.

"MARISSAAAAA!"

She had finished early cuz the elderly only had to take their medicines and take their afternoon naps before dinner.

There's this one "fuckboy" kid who kicks the ball hard, it hits one of the soccer moms. Marissa helps the sm get up as seen in this photo.

Honestly Bea Bianca and her coaching isn't helping. So I stepped in like a boss.

"Alright guys! Whoever scores the winning goals gets to win this toy halo !" I brought a halo with me for some reason. The kids loved it and they all fought like they were playing football.

However the other team scored. That's ok since there's still 2:00 left in the game. I motivated them anyway.

"Cmon guys! You're making me look stupid in this halo!"

"Is it really the kids making you look stupid, Jen? Is it really?" That sarcasm made me take the halo off.

Bla bla bla the black widows won and the little boy who always went to the wrong goal won the halo. Surprisingly.

•The next week at school•

JJ walked me to our hangout spot, where Marissa, Rod, Nicco, and this girl named Cherry hang out.

"We've got some beef." Nicco said as he handed me a note written in a yellow piece of paper. It's from a Champs student.

It says:

Dear Hemmings-Zacresto,

     Let's have some fun with this school battle. Meet us in the parking lot of Glendale Galleria. We'll have a table set up in the third level parking. That's where we'll have a Chess game. Your school will be the black pieces. Meet us there on May 6, 2016 at exactly 6:30 pm. Only bring Jen Nakpil, Marissa Lewis, JJ Quin, Rod Teo, Nicco, Bea Bianca, Cherry, and Mr. Maristella. Don't bring anyone else. See you then.

KSigned,
Champs Performing Arts High.

So, looks like we're gonna have a Chess game against Champs. Now this book has two meanings.