Zoe's p.o.v
After crying really hard for about 10 minutes, I was extremely tired.
I laid down on the couch and felt as my eyes fluttered closed.
*dream*
"With a minute on the clock, will Zoe be able to make the shot and take her team to the championship?"
The pressure was on all eyes were on me, waiting for my next move. If I missed my team would hate me, students that go to my school would hate me, parents would hate me. But if I make the basket everyone would love me, obviously except for the other team.
10...
9...
I look around and see everyone looking with hopeful eyes and anticipation.
8...
7...
6...
I then look at my teammates and see some of them crossing their fingers.
5...
I take a deep breath, look at the hoop and get ready to shoot.
4...
I shoot the ball and see it fly in the air, waiting and hoping it makes it in.
3...
2...
It goes in circles around the rim and as it's about to go in...
"Wake up"
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FanfictionZoe is a normal 17 year-old innocent girl. Everyday she feels like someone is watching her. One day four boys come and change her. Is it better for good or for worse?? Read to find out.