" I'm so sorry. I was just not paying attention. " I say hurriedly. He offers me a small smile and I relax.
" It's okay don't worry ." He says kindly. I realize that he is one of the guys Zoey almost ran over this morning.
" I'm Bianca. " I say hoping he doesn't recognize me.
" Dylan. " He responds. Coaches whistle shrieks and we hurry into to lines. She explains the tournament and how to win. Coach has been teaching here for a very long time and it seems that she can get away with forcing kids to play soccer for her own twisted amusement. She begins to call teams. At first, I see random kids leaving together then I hear my name.
" Bianca and Candace. " Coach calls. I feel all the blood drain from my face my shoulders slump and I shake my head. Candace sends me a sickly sweet smile and I feel my stomach lurch.
" Can Bianca be my partner? " A familiar voice asks Coach. I look and see that Dylan is standing next to me.
" Of Course. " Coach says sweetly. You can practically see the drool fall from her lips. Dylan smiles at her and steers me away quickly.
"Thanks, " I say quietly.
" No prob. " Dylan says. The rest of gym is a blur Dylan is like the Hulk he is huge and just a straight up amazing. I basically watched him play rather than actually playing . At the end of class, my team was in the lead and Candace was pissed. I changed quickly and ran to the library for free period.
As a senior at Liberty Central High, you are required to volunteer at a school facility. Most people want the music and Art classes but I chose the library. Its a quiet secluded area of the building which is pretty much always empty except around finals week. I sat behind the counter reading To kill a Mocking Bird, one of my favorite books. I hear the door creak open and peek over my book I see a boy in a black leather jacket walking towards me.
" Can I help you? " I ask the boy when he arrives at the desk.
" Um, do you have a book about the Constitutional Convention with pictures. Like a comic book or something? " He asks. I blink at him. He's in High School for Pete's sake. They don't even make comics for that anyway. I calm my instincts and respond with simplicity,
" No, I'm sorry we don't have that. " He rolls his eyes.
"However, " I continue pretending I didn't see that rude gesture " I could suggest the book The Debates in the Federal Convention of 1787. " I say with a smile. I grab the book from behind me and hand it to him. He looks at the book and back at me.
" Y'all must be trippin' you think I have any time to do the work you out your mind. " He says his New York accent floating out his mouth.
" Well, that's the best I got so take it or leave it I don't really care. " I say angrily. The boy steps back as if shocked that I responded.
He takes the book off the desk and shoves it in his backpack. He gets up and begins to walk away.
"Name ?" I ask .
"Clint, Clint Evans. "
I type the name and the book title into the system. As soon as it goes through I go back to reading my book and wait until the bell rings.
Ringgggggg.
The rest of my classes go smoothly and by 2 o'clock the bell is ringing and I can go.
I put my remaining books in my locker and walk to Zoey's car. I see Jax, Dylan, Liam, and Clint talking. When they see me they stop talking and watch me walk to Zoey's car. When they think I'm a safe distance away they continue. I wonder what that was about. I think to myself. My phone rings and I see that it's my mom calling.
" Hey, Sweetheart. " She says
" Hi, Mom ."
" Honey I have no idea what I should make for the dinner tonight! " She says worriedly.
" How about your chicken parm since you make the best in the world. And a salad. For dessert though you should make your triple chocolate brownies. " I suggest.
"Oh, you're a genius thanks, honey. See you soon " She says as she hangs up the phone. I climb into Zoey's car and we drive off.
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When I get home I see the kitchen is in shambles. My mom is covered in flour and sweat. She strains a huge pot of pasta in the sink.
" Oh hi honey, " she says finally realizing I was there.
" Hi, mom. " I respond. I look at the time I see that in thirty minutes the guests will be arriving. My mom still looks like she just came back from the gym.
" How about I finish up here and you take a shower and freshen up. " I say
" Really? " my mom asks overjoyed.
"Yea I think I can handle it," I say. My mom goes upstairs and I hear the shower turn on. One of my only talents in this world is cooking. I like to make food look pretty. I use my piping bag and create a detailed flower design. As I finish putting the food on the table my mom comes back downstairs. She gasps when she sees what I did to the dining room. I've set the table with our blue set. On the green and white tablecloth, it really pops. I folded the napkins into roses and have one for each person. It was a lot of work but it was great to see my mom so happy. She pulls me into a hug and I feel my body start to feel oxygen deprived. But thankfully just at that moment, the doorbell rings. I run over to open the door and see four very familiar faces looking down at me.
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Teen Fiction"Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass. It's about learning how to dance in the rain" Bianca Allen is perfectly average. At least that's what she wants you to believe. She stays out of drama and never crawls out of her comfort zone. Althou...
