[Alex's POV]
"SPIKE THAT BALL, ALEX!" Coach Cass yells at me. At the last minute, I jump up and spike the ball over the net. It whizzes right past number seven, and the buzzer goes off, ending the second game of the season. The crowd goes wild, and the girls boost me up on their shoulders and chant my name. "ALEX JAMESON, ALEX JAMESON, ALEX JAMESON, SHE'S OUR GIRL!" The crowd files out of the gym, riled up and happy we won the game.
The opposing team is sulking out, screwing up their faces and flipping us off. Fuck them, I think to myself. We won.
"Girls, can we talk for a minute?" Coach Cass says, placing her hands on my shoulders. She's about twenty three, long black hair, small waist, big smile, short legs. I turn to look at her and smile. She grins back, and begins the speech.
"Great game, girls. You really impressed me tonight. I'm so proud of you. Everyone did what they were supposed to," She glances at Madeleine, a girl that never pulls her load, who rolls her eyes, "Don't roll your eyes, Maddi, you know you don't do anything." We giggle and Madeleine shoots daggers at us. We stop.
"Although you girls are killin' it on the court, some of you need to step up in class." Me and my best friend, Violet exchange looks. Our grades are way above average, so we're not relevant in this situation.
"Some of you are failing math. Science. History. And the most important class your generation can take, Comp Sci."
I gasp. Comp Sci. I totally forgot about that class!
"So, who takes Comp Sci?" Coach asks. Only my hand goes up. A sigh comes out of Coach Cass.
"Alright, girls. Get your grades up, or you're off the team. You've got n'til next Thursday. One week." The team packs up and leaves the gym. I hug Violet and tell her I'll see her tomorrow. I have to find out how to raise my grade, and fast. As I'm speedwalking out of the gym with my head down, I slam into something I'd never think I'd say.
I just ran into the cutest nerd ever.
Author's Note:
Yassss guys! This is the first not smutty story I've written, but it'll get there. Trust me!
(Or don't, I wouldn't)
:D
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The Volleyball Girl and The Comp Geek
RomanceShe's a jock. He's a computer nerd. She's failing computer science, and he's looking for extra credit. Will their relationship turn in to something more? Will hearts and trusts be broken? No one knows what will happen when fate decides to come in.
