I woke up the next morning with a shoe being thrown at me. I sat up in the chair and looked at Sara.
"Oww what the hell?" I said looking at Sara who was giving me a face.
"Get your ass up." She said. Her parents weren't here hence the word ass.
"What why?" I said laying back in the chair.
"Because you've already missed one class. If you miss two more you're not going to be able to play tonight. So get your ass up and get dressed." She said throwing her left arm around gesturing for me to get up.
"I'm not going anywhere." I said as I got up and sat on the bed next to her.
"Yes you are. You're going to school. And you're not arguing about it. You can't miss the game. So get up and get to school." She said lying there, perfectly still. I knew that there was no way I could argue with her when she's like this. She's so stubborn.
"Okay fine. I'll go. But you better text me." I said getting up off the bed.
"I will I promise." She smiled back at me. I leaned down to give her a kiss.
"And Avery," She called after as I started to leave
"Yeah?" I asked turning around.
"Play the way I know you can." She said smiling. I just nodded and walked out the door. I pulled up my hood and walked through the halls. I told her id play my best, but I don't know if I can do that right now. I don't want to leave her. I don't want to go to school. I want to stay in that chair next to her bed all day. Until we both go home. But I did what she told me, because she'd never forgive me or herself if I didn't go.
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As soon as I got to school I regretted it. I had only gone home to get my basketball clothes and to put some jeans on, since I had been in leggings all night. I still had my hoodie on and I had my hood on. I didn't want to talk to anyone but as soon as I walked into the classroom everyone just stared at me.
"Well it's nice of you to join us Ms. Atkinson." My teacher said. She must not have heard about what happened because she said it really sarcastically.
"I have a game." Was all I said as I sat down. I put my head down on my desk and didn't talk to anyone, but I could feel them all looking at me. I hated being that person who's dad died or who's girlfriend was in an accident, but this wasn't about me, and I shouldn't make it about me. I sat through three classes without talking to anyone. When I got to fifth period Ollie sat right in front of me. He didn't say anything he just looked at me.
"She's going to be fine." I said with my head on my desk and my hood on.
"Are you okay?" He asked in a low voice.
"I just got scared." I mumbled into the desk.
"Thats okay." He said as he put is hand on my head.
"You ready for the game tonight?" He asked with his hand still on my head.
"Thats the only reason I'm not with Sara is because of the game. She made me come." The more I thought about it the more I didn't want to play.
"You'll be okay. I promise, and Sara is going to be absolutely fine." Ollie said. I just kept my head on the desk and waited for class to be over.
Sara had been texting me all day. The military doctor had stopped by once to check her and the nurses had been in and out to change bandages and check her collar bone. Her parents had been with her all day and I could tell she was getting annoyed by how much they were smothering her. They asked every ten seconds if something was okay or if she needed something and what not. It's just because they care so much. I probably would be doing the same thing if I was there.
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Love The Game
RomanceAvery has only ever loved to play basketball. It's all she thinks about, until it's not. What happens when love makes you hate the one thing you loved the most. What will she do