**2 Months Later**
"Come on Ms. Harris! Kick the ball!" I heard my gym coach yell at me as the football (soccer ball) rolled next to my feet.
I immediately kicked it to my friend Drew since he was a master of this sport. He did some fancy tricks around people and kicked the ball, it whizzing right by Katie, hitting her ear before hitting the back of the net.
Our team cheered, ignoring her whines and complaints of him breaking her fake ass earrings.
"Well you sucked at that", I heard Joey snicker.
"Not everyone is a master like you", I groaned, ignoring my dead brother and walking towards Drew who was talking to a teammate named Louis.
"Hey Drew, nice shot", I smiled, resting my head on his shoulder.
"I couldn't have done it without you", he joked, poking my stomach causing me to break into a fit of giggles.
"You two are a cute couple", Louis said.
Drew and I glanced at each other before bursting out into laughter. I ended up snorting, making him laugh harder. Louis looked confused as ever.
"Me? Date HIM? Look at his hair!" I snorted.
He glared at me but continued to try to calm his laughs. His natural hair color was bright orange and he tried to die it brown but it ended up a deep red like Cat Valentine's in Victorious.
"Look who's talking! Look her her!" He glared playfully at me.
I knew what he meant. He always made fun of my pudginess from lack of working out and my frizzy blonde hair that I could never control unless straightening it.
"Oh..well, okay", he nods slowly, probably embarrassed.
"You're not allowed to talk to my friend", Joey said, resting his elbow on Louis' shoulder.
"Yes I am", I mumbled.
"No, they don't like you. He's only talking to you because Drew is here. I never really understood why he was friends with you", he shrugs, wiping some dirt from his jersey.
"Just shut up", I huffed.
"I didn't say anything", Drew said, puzzled.
"Never mind", I told him with a smile.
I glanced back at Joey but he was gone and Louis was walking away.
"Lets go get changed, I feel disgusting", i scrunched up my nose.
He laughed and threw his arm around my shoulder as we walked towards the school. We parted ways, each heading to our own locker rooms and promising to save each other's seats in the glee room.
Yes, were in glee. I love to sing and it doesn't exactly interest Drew but he has an amazing voice and he needs more clubs for his college application.
I hurried into the girls' locker room since we only had 6 minutes left in the period. I kept my head low and, unfortunately for me, knocking into Katie and knocking her things out of her hands, her tube of white nail polish shattering and splashing a bit on her gym shoes.
She shrieked in horror and my cheek had a sudden burn. She'd slapped me.
"You fucking bitch! You just threw my nail polish on the ground!"
This time she kicked me hard, causing me to fall to the ground. Katie grabbed a fistful of my hair, pulling me up, her friends snickering at my screams of pain.
