Unexpected

Chapter One

¨Cameron, get your head in the game, hit the ball will you? ¨ My P.E teacher instructed, giving me the same disapproval look on her face.

All I do is just nod; I mean what am I suppose to tell her.  P.E is by far my worst class here in Wamego High School. I´m an almost straight A student, probably one of the smartest here, but P.E is the only thing holding me down from that dream of mine where I get straight A´s.

Most people would say that could be the easiest class to pass easier than Algebra or History, but it’s different for me. I think things that actually make you think is easier and well P.E how is it going to help me in the future it’s not like I want to be a professional athlete or something of that sort. When people say that practice makes perfect, it’s pretty much a lie because I’m a pretty good example of that, iñve tried to play all of these sports to get a freaken A in this stupid class but There’s no progress.

¨Hit the ball! ¨ yelled a girl beside me.

I look up, only to see the volleyball coming straight to me, wow really pick on the weak one. Like I said I´m no good at any of these sports so the only thing I could do was try to hit the ball knowing it would be an epic fail anyway. Of course no luck like always, the ball bounced out to the guy’s area where they were playing basketball. Great.

Annabel, one of the most popular girls at this school looked at me with her blue hating eyes. She´s popular for good things I guess, she plays volleyball and is really good at it. She has brought many awards to our school, she´s pretty smart too, but the bad things about her was that she was really conceited because of all that has gone through her head and that well she was really pretty, with her light brown hair, blue eyes, and had a curvy body. She´s not the stereotypical popular cheerleader like it’s always been said in movies, she can be nice at times when people don´t mess with her, there are times when we get along but there are other times when we can’t stand each other. Like for example right now, she hates me because I´m stuck in her team and were losing. ¨Well, go get it don´t just stand there.¨ She orders.

No, anything but that, the only thing I disliked more than P.E was those guys over there, the ones who thought they were so cool and attractive that they could anything they wanted.  But I had no other choice, so with all my pride and with my head held high I walked over to where they were.  Like I said they were all attractive, but like in most high schools there´s always one that stands out more than the rest. In this case it was Aaron Walters, he was the star soccer player, but honestly I think it was his good looks that got him that far, no actual talent.  He has dark brown hair, light green eyes, light peachy skin, quiet tall.

Anyway, good-looks aside, I didn’t like him, we’ve never actually talked. We had two classes together, P.E. if you count that as a class, and Chemistry Honors. Which even I have to admit he’s pretty smart in, but also loud and obnoxious.

Now we were just staring at each other, as held the volleyball in his hands with a rebellious smile on his face. Aaron starts to bounce the ball and dribble it as if it were a basketball. Coach Carter yells from the back saying that the volleyball was not a basketball. Aaron being himself didn’t care; he just kept on going, so immature.

If he expects me to follow him to get the ball, he was wrong no ball was worth me going after. I had too much dignity to do that. ¨Can you just hand me the ball, I’m in no mood for your antics? ¨ I ask trying to sound calm, even though deep inside I wanted to beat him up. ¨They’re waiting for me.¨

Aaron cocks his head, as if debating. ¨If you can catch it.¨ He grins, throwing the ball from the three pointer line and making a swish. Smiling he throws the ball again, but this time over my head. Are you serious? I was all ready to turn around and run over to get the ball, ready to get the hell out of there. But I guess that was too much ask for because standing behind me was his best friend Anthony and now he was playing with the ball as well, dribbling it.