Talia:
I put took my hands out from my sweater's pockets to push open the door of the building. When I walked in, I saw all the families hanging around, either leaving a sport or going to one. I passed the pool and headed for the court at the back. I walked into the room and saw all the girls standing around the room playing with volleyballs. It felt odd walking in here. Last year caused everything to change for me. I used to be close with most of the girls but after one of them outed me to the team, Francis, they all got uncomfortable. I only started publicly sleeping with girls 9 months ago. I threw my sweater off, throwing it on a bench. I grabbed a ball and began to warmup, still feeling incredibly awkward.
I picked up my sweater from the bench no longer needing it as I was covered in sweat. I turned around to see two blonde girls looking at me. They both looked peppy and had wide smiles. They were wearing their volleyball practice clothes. I had never seen them before and hadn't noticed them in the game we had played for the tryouts.
"Hey," one chirped and waved at me. I smiled and waved at her. Her face was covered in makeup, which was odd since we had come here to play volleyball.
"So, I was wondering if you wanted to... umm... how do I say this... come to the bathroom with me?" she asked with a grin on her face. I was taken aback, she looked super fucking straight, like too straight to even experiment. The other girl just stood in silence, looking bored.
"No thanks, I don't do girls from volleyball." I shrugged walking past her. I headed out the door and began to leave the centre. I felt a tug on my arm. I turned around to see Francis.
"Hey, I thought you weren't coming today?" She said, her hair still looking perfect even though she had just spent an hour playing volleyball.
"I never said that. I just needed to see if I could. Which I could. So now I'm here." I shrugged. It took all of me to hide my hatred for her. After this whole day I was craving a high.
"Well, whatever." She said and then turned sashaying away. I was so confused. What was her problem. She was the one who ruined volleyball for me and ruined so many things. I left the building and headed for my motorcycle wanting to get as far from here. It was now raining out which made me want to scream. I sat down on the bike and turned it on, threw my helmet on and drove away. I could feel myself start to cry, I had forgot how bad volleyball had ended last year and realized today why I didn't want to do it again and didn't save up all summer for it. But now it was too late, I had already begged my dad for money and if found out I used it for something else, like drugs which would be great since there is so much money, he would be more than pissed. I pulled into the park and hopped off my bike, setting my helmet on the seat. I walked over to the playground and climbed onto the structure. I laid down on the wet metal and stared up at the clouded over sky. My tears blended in with the rain coming down on me.
When I walked into Freya's house I was soaked. My curls fell heavily on my shouldes and back. Cassandra, Freya's other daughter, stood staring at me. She gave me a disgusted look.
"You look fucking disgusting." She said and snickered. I gave her the middle finger and headed for the stairs. Just wanting to peel off all my clothes and lay in my bed forever. When I got into my room, I did just that and peeled all my wet workout clothes off throwing them onto the floor beside my closet. I grabbed a new pair of underwear and then crawled under my duvet. I reached over for the pills in my nightstand and took one. I closed my eyes and looked up at the ceiling. I took a deep breath and then sighed. Why was this my life now?
All of Monday I kept my sunglasses on and talked to no one. Jordon kept trying to talk to me, as he did last week. I continued ignoring him. Our conversation at the café was supposed to be a one-time thing and he just wanted more and more. I had a major low from all the pills I took last night and just wanted to stay in the bathroom and puke all day. Skylar was still ignoring me from our awkward party encounter over a week ago, her eyes couldn't bear to meet me. Today I needed to drop that red-headed girl and I felt bad, but I couldn't have her thinking we were anything, so I sat alone in physics. I was now intrigued with that awkward girl who sat diagonal from me. Today she was less infatuated with that blonde chick beside her. I sat under my duvet, waiting on a post from the volleyball organization with the first round of cuts. I was hoping to be cut but knew I wouldn't be since I was the best one there yesterday. I got a text from Harry, who I hadn't spoken to since his last party, which was over two weeks ago.
