Leap For A Touchdown

Chapter 2

Three days. I had three days until I had to deal with those mindless sports playing idiots. Sighing and running a hand through my hair, I decided not to tell anyone. I'd get my payment when I saw the disappointed looks on their faces when instead of a blonde haired, blue eyed barbie girl they got my dyed blonde hair and deep brown eyes. They all might not be disappointed though. Tristan Daniels, captain of the football team, might be the least disappointed of all. Derrick Richards, he'd be the most disappointed, but I couldn't care less. I'd make his time hell.

My head snapped up when the teacher called on me to answer the question. I gave him a bored stare and answered, "Why? Because I'm Asian you ask me about the Korean war? I was adopted by a black guy and a white guy. Next, you're going to ask me about slavery."

He rolled his eyes then turned to some redhead, dyed not natural if I might add, and asked her instead. Of course, she was texting and got the answer wrong. The teacher mumbled something about 'idiotic ingrates' before I rolled my eyes. "Why ask if you'll just answer it yourself in the end?" Before he could answer, the bell rang and I was out the door with a smirk on my face.

I met up with Miranda and a few others girls who I couldn't bother to remember, and headed to the football bleachers for lunch. On the way there, we ran into a few football players that I instantly recognized.

"Caleb! Tristian! Where's Austin, Jay, and Taylor?"

Tristan turned to me and gave me his signature smirk that usually made all the girls swoon. "On the field. I'll be there soon baby, don't worry. I'll make sure to do better than Derrick just for you."

I honestly couldn't help the snort that slipped out. I placed a finger gently on his chest and looked up at him, "Mr. Daniels, last I checked, you were just a quarterback and Derrick is a useless tight end. I prefer real footballers. Not you silly boys. Take Chris for example. A wonderful soccer player. That boy knows what he's doing. You brutes will probably be brain dead before you even come close to his level." Patting Caleb's cheek, I smiled at the two before flipping my hair and walking away. When we were sure we were far enough, a chorus of giggles left us and I felt a lot lighter than I did a few moments ago. Per usual, we spent our lunch time watching the football players practice and arguing over who was the hottest man of the day and which movement came next in our choreography for dance.

The most dreaded yet loved time of the day. After school dance rehearsals. We still had three months until the recital but the instructor said she needed to make sure our movements were 'as fluid as water'. Dropping my bag on the bench, I took off my regular clothes and put on my clothes for dance. Today the football players were coming in to talk to the teacher. Oh joy. I stepped out and instantly screamed at the players.

"Are your disgusting shoes on this sacred floor?!"

A few of the girls came out and helped me push them back. "Shoes off. Now! No one steps on this floor with shoes on!"

I let out a noise of disgust before tying my hair up into a bun. "The ball throwing idiots are here to see you, Ms. Gomez!"

She spent the first thirty minutes talking to them as we warmed up and stretched. We talked here and there because hello, free time without the evil teacher shouting at us. When she finished up, the players were leaving of course not without being disgusting pigs and checking out the girls. It took everything in me to resist the urge to slap them on the back of their heads.

The sound of hands clapping brought me back from my thoughts. "In second position! Ready.. Plié, Relevé, third position. Plié, relevé. Fourth."

Mumbling along with the teacher, I did the warm up. For a second time, obviously.

"Miranda! You call that a turn out?! Am I not teaching you well enough?! Ashley! You call that fourth position?!"

And so her wrath begins...
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Sorry that this is a bit short. I'm trying to hurry and update to not disappoint you guys.