My heart break

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I walk into the pool hall. It's 10:30 in the morning. I have a match at 11. Zoey has a table so I go over to her table and pratice with her since all the tables are gone. That's what you get for being force to eat breakfast. I look over the pool hall for Sebastian.

I don't see him. He probably has a later match. Oh well I'll see him later. I focuse on my pool game. I have quater finals today I need to be ready. If I'm not my parents will be so mad at me. I already didn't get enough sleep last night my fault but I think last night was worth it.

"Sofie and Tiffany table 7," the league operator says. I go to table 7 which is in front of the railing where anyone can come up and watch since parents aren't allowed down in the players area. Tiffany comes up to the table. I already have the score sheet so we set up for lag.

She has blonde hair that goes below shoulder length. Not as long as my hair but it's pretty long. She has blue eyes she wears glasses. She is about 3 inches taller than me. Her hair is curled. She looks pretty today. I shake her hand.

"Good luck Tiffany," I say.

"Good luck Sofie," She says back.

We start our matches at first she runs and gets ahead. Then I run out 2 racks and get ahead 10 points by the last rack I need 2 more points and she needs 10. It's my break, I break and make a ball so now I only need one point. The one ball is an easy cut into the side. I make the cut and almost scratch but don't. I haven't got out yet witch means she goes to the losers bracket. I will admit she is a good shot. Sometimes I hope someone take me out.

I take my score sheet over to rhetoric operator's. They tell me good job I smile and say thank you. I hate winning that way at least I didn't win 31-15 this time. I go outside to tell my parents they act like "normal parents" and give me a hug and say congratulation. I say thank you to my mother and father.

I go to find Sebastian to tell him the good news. I got to turn the corner to back inside to find him when he is right there outside the doors where people usually smoke at. This time no one is there. Only him and the girl who I beat today. The worst part is there kissing. Right in front of me. No wonder he didn't kiss me last night. A sob comes out of my mouth and I start to run. I was a fool to think he liked me.

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