The Match {A Short Story} -- SELF-PUBLISHED

Prologue

"Deep inside, she knows she's a girl..."

While my teammates were rejoicing for the first win that we snagged against the Sta. Clara Tigers, those words continuously played in my head like a broken record.

I remembered the state of the locker room when we rushed in. Not a single trace of the captain was left after being thrown out of the game during the first half.

“Where could your hot-tempered captain be?” Coach Dave asked as he closed the door behind him with a wide grin on his face. It almost sounded like looking for the person-in-question just came as an afterthought. He clapped my shoulders before facing the spent but jubilant team. “By the way, you did well. Thanks to Trance, we are able to catch up and eventually win,” he commented.

Zach Anderson gave me a bro fist. “You did one hell of a job, Trance,” he said with his toothy grin before heading to the showers with the others leaving me slumped on the benches deep in thought.

That happened when I was in my first three months at San Jose High School as a senior. I must say going to that school was the only consolation I had after recovering from a great shock because apparently my parents got me into their stupid adult problem, which I hated discussing.

The atmosphere was cozy and everyone in school was friendly. It felt like I belonged. Soon after transferring, I was able to get along with the students and in a short span of time, I gained friends.

Well, I thought I was doing just fine. Until I met Justine.

“Justine was the best until you arrived,” I remembered Zoey telling me when I once asked her about her best friend’s sour attitude towards me.

At first, I couldn’t figure out why my mere existence seemed to annoy that girl. I was just playing my part as a responsible student who just wanted to graduate. As far as I’m concerned, being the best I could be is not a crime. Nor is it a sin. And besides, Justine Marthens is a girl and I’m a guy! Do you see my point?

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A/N: I dug this up from my treasure chest of stories that are good enough to be shared here.. Ahaha.

Dedicated to the original 'Jarlin'.. hahaha.. lels.. Dude.. thanks for letting me use your second name.. bahahaha :D

October 2012 © hunnydew