My World

two

Saya

Since I had to talk to the field hockey coach, I arrived at school early. We were only a few weeks into the beginning of the school year so the fall season had already begun.

I find my way to the turf football field, the sun burned my skin as I walked. Looking out onto the field, the girls appeared to be warming up. The coach was standing off to the side of the field shouting out directions.

"Good morning, Coach," I greeted, a smile forms on her cheeks, "I was wondering if you had any open spots on the team. I played forward on my old team, but I can also do midfield if you need me." Her smile faded.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we have a full team. I might be able to create some space for you as a sub." I gave her a look of disappointment for a split second then realized my mom ain't raise no bitch.

"Please Coach, can I at least try out?" I reasoned, trying to change her mind. "I've been playing for too long. I can prove to you I have the skills to be a starter and a very good one at that." I begged.

She stared at me in thought before replying, "Fine, after school, we have a practice here at 4:30. You can try out then, don't be late!"

I squealed in excitement. "I won't be late."

***

With my first three classes finally over, it was lunchtime. Racing down to the cafeteria I got some fries and water before returning to where I sat with Marcus the day prior. I ate my food in silence, glancing up every few minutes to still see Marcus's seat empty.

Where the fuck is he?

Lunch had started twenty minutes ago and he still hadn't shown. I sighed, as I threw my trash away. I didn't want to sit here for the rest of lunch so roaming the halls was my best bet of finding something to do.

I walked through the halls of the large school admiring the artwork on the walls as I passed. The school was white with royal blue details everywhere. The skylight on the ceiling shined the blinding sun in adding more depth into the halls. The floor was nice white tile going up into royal blue unused lockers.

The lockers were there but you had to pay for them if you wanted one for the year. Carrying your backpack around everywhere it's better than having lockers. It saves a lot of time between classes and you always know where everything is on top of everything.

I walked down the long math corridor, turning into the science wing to do some more exploring. My phone beeped signaling the last ten minutes of lunch. My class was not too far from this hallway. I decided to head to my class early.

I wrapped around a corner heading for my next class. Walking down these usually noisy halls by myself gives me a feeling of peace. I moved past the bathrooms before a loud grunt sounded from my left, pulling me out of my trance.

My neck snapped in that direction of the door to the boys' bathroom. My eyebrows rose in confusion, but my legs moved towards the door. I know I'm not allowed to go in there, but tea is tea. I crept closer to the door and placed my ear up against it, trying to hear as much as I could.

"This is what happens when you mess what's mine," a voice barked.

"Kaleb, she isn't even mine. I even know her, I swear!" another voice groaned. I heard a few more grunt sounds before realizing it sounded like they were in pain. Kaleb? Isn't that the name of the one guy that has been messing with Marcus? What the fuck is up with this damn school? I've been here two days and mugs getting fucked up in bathrooms.

Damn, I thought back to my old school. Back there if people had a problem they dealt with it then and there, no hiding in bathrooms or some shit like that. C'mon mane these boys at this school are weak, bro.