My Love Life...

Chapter 2

"I need to ask you something very important..." Zac said longingly. He looked me in the eye and them smiled. I looked at him and then frowned. What was he doing? Was he trying to flirt with me? I grimaced at that thought. I would have to ask Amber about that after. She's the love expert.

"What do you need to ask me?" I said in confusion. At first I thought he was going to ask me out, but then he said something that was even worse,

" Well you know how we just won and all..." He started nervously.

"Yeah. I'm so happy we won! Now we get to go to the International games! Oh my gods, We're actually going to go to the IVCG!" (International Volleyball Championship Games) Those games were the chamionship games, where the highest competitors frome around the globe go to Duobi this year, and compete in the games and if you win, you go home with $1,000 dollars each. Also you get claimed the volleyball players of the year, your school gets amazing credit AND your country that you represent becomes the next country to hold the IVCG in the next coming year!!! This was so exciting!!!

"Anyways, um... would our team be able to, um..."Zac kept stuttering. I was getting annoyed with all this nervousness and stuttery jitters.

"Oh is this what you wanted to tell me when you said that you wanted to tell me something in the game?" I asked him in confusion.

"No um... Well it's just that, um... well I...um..." Zac stutter and mumbled.

"Oh... Then go on" I said in frustration, getting annoyed with all this confusion and frustration.

"Well you see... um... I'm ahhhh...,"

"Come on. Spit it out!!!" I said in frustration getting annoyed with all of the frustration and annoyance. I usally worked things

"IM MOVING TO SOUTH AMERICA!!! There!!! I said it!!! You happy now!!!" He yelled at me. I was quite taken back at his sudden outburst of anger and frustration. He never yelled. Like never. And the only time he raised bis voice was to get our attention. I couldn't believe he had just shouted. And at me to!!! I never imaged him shouting at me. We were friends. And friends never shout at each other I thought. Then suddenly all of our volleyball team was around us. I felt hands on my shoulders with tight fingers, grasping onto me. I looked up to see Dylan looking at me.

"Are you okay?" He asked in a worried voice, his forehead creasing as his eyebrows went up.

"I'm fine. Just a little shocked..." I said. Then everyone turned their attention to Zac. He was looking at his feet with his hair going shagging over his face.

They looked at him for a while, and then after what seemed like ten hours of awkward silence and tension in the air, the strong hands on my back loosend and just rested on my shoulders. Then Phillip said, "Your moving..."