Yelling At The Sky

Chapter 2~Mystery Girl

{Jeremy Spinner}

"Hey, dude, you going to practice?" asked Blake, my best friend.

"Yeah, why?" I questioned him as I shut my locker, leaving my stuff.

"I'm not gonna make it, tell coach Whitmore it's Emily." Blake said quickly. He walked off before I couod say anythig.

"Okay, have fun." I mumbled."Rude."

I walked into the locker room to get changed for basketball. I waited as the rest of the guys got changed. 

"Come on guys, lets get to work" Coach Whitmore shouted, leaving his office.

"Coach, Blake isn't coming today," I told him.

"And why is that?"

"He said it had something to to with Emily." I replied.

"Tell him no more missing practice." He said, looking at his phone.

"Okay."

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We were playing one-on-one when James threw the ball into the bleachers. We all watched as he went to get the ball, that's when I noticed a girl sitting in the bleachers, listening to music. She had dark brown hair and a pale face, she seems familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. She was wearing a black hoodie that said " Cool Story Babe, Now Go Make Me A Sandwich" and dark blue skinny jeans, with a pair of black Vans. She definitely wasn't new. She was pretty, but not the skanky type of pretty, the real kind of pretty. And she definitely wasn't Candace.

"Hey, you, throw me the ball will ya?" James said.

She didn't say anything, she just got the ball and walked down the bleachers. We were all looking at her to the throw the ball and hope that James wouldn't catch it, instead she looked over to the hoop, aimed, and threw it. To say we were surprised when she made it was an understatement. She looked at us awkwardly.

"Uh. Hi" she said.

"How'd you do that?" I asked still a bit surprised.

"I gotta go." she said quickly and ran out the gym.

We all just stood there stumped, wondering how she made that shot.

"Lucky shot?" tried Shawn.

"Nah, look, I can't even make it from there." James said trying to shoot the ball from where she did.

"Well she got good skill, Jeremy, tomorrow look for her and tell her to join the team." said Coach Whitmore said, finally coming into the gym.

All the guys looked at him like he was crazy.

"Coach, if she joins, we'll be a laughing stock!" Shawn said.

"Yeah, and I bet she isn't even that good." James backed up Shawn.

"How many of you have gym 3rd period?" Coach asked.

James, Shawn, Hunter, I and raised our hands.

Coach checked his watch.

"Go and head to the lockers, we're done for the day." He said.

****

I walked into my house and shut the door.

"Mom, Dad, Kate, I'm home!" I yelled.

"I'm in the kitchen!" yelled back my mom.

I walked to the kitchen and kissed her cheek.

"Hi honey, how was school?" she asked.

"It was the same as always, except today during practice this girl made a hoop from the bleachers." I told her.

"Who?" my sister Kate asked.

"This girl that was sitting in the bleachers, I think she's in one of my classes." I explained.

"What's her name?"

"Actually, I don't know."

"What'd she look like?"

"She had on a "Cool Story Babe hoodie-"

"Did she have dark brown hair and was she kinda pale?" Kate asked.

"Yeah, how'd you know?"

"Her name's Dagger Garcia, she's in my math class."

"Oh, okay, that's nice to know, I'll be up in my room." I told them running up the stairs.

****

I sat on my swivel chair looking at Dagger's pictures. So far I'd learned that she's in my gym class and she has an older brother and a younger sister, she's not slutty and she has a banging body.

"Jeremy! Go to sleep!" my mom yelled.

I sighed and went to bed.

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|Authors Note|

Hope you liked Jeremy's point of view. Next chapter will be Jermey's P.O.V again.

Unedited.

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