As I approached my house, I turn and watch Kyle walk away, looking intently down at his phone. After a millisecond, my phone dings. Meet me in my backyard, I read. I shrug, and text back, It has to be quick, don't u have to get ready 4 the dance too?! As I send my message I lay my pack down at my porch steps, and Sprint to Kyle's house, hoping to lap up any time I might have. As I approach his housen, I notice many, older, kids are at his house. I try to hold in my uneasiness.
"Um- what's up," I say, almost too quickly. The older kids nod, and seem to peer at me with intent. Kyle beckons me to stay still.
"Oh- so Pike, meet Ty, or in other words-... my brother," he says.
I blink a few times, then let this new news sink in, okay so Kyle's brother, is the most popular kid in school. What!? This is really new.
"Hey," I say, a little to informally.
"Sup," he replies.
I smile. So this kid is going to help me get popular, nice. After intently listening to the whole plan, a few of Ty' s "henchmen" bring out two large banners, I glance at the bold lettering, it reads.
Go Pike, our new basketball Super star!
They show me, as if asking for my approval. I nod, and turn just in time to see Ty walking toward me. He looks at me as if pleading, for help.
"Pike please, I'm sincere, win. Please I've made a bet, if I my don't win, well.... my family," he falters, " will have to move." I back up in shock, no, then I glance at Kyle, his eyes flooding emotions. I nod
"I will! I swear!, " I say, hoping, clinging on to little coincidence that I can win. They both nod, having my word seems to have consoled them, for now. This game got a whole lot bigger, oh Lordy, I will win, I have to win now!
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Slam Dunk
General FictionNew, and unpopular kid, Pike Corey, is invisible to everyone, accept few in his circles. Defying popularity, he already has himself in hot water. But he has one talent that can give him his lifelong dream, popularity, and acceptance. Join Pike as he...
