The Preferred

Chapter Four - The Invitation

I woke up on Monday and went down to breakfast with my parents and then went to school. My weekend was summed up in doing school activities.

- How about we take you to class today? - My father said looking at me and then turning towards my mother. - I can take you too, Mare.

- Yeah, it can be. What do you think, Camille? - Said my mother, looking at me.

- For me, no problem. - I said shrugging with a smile.

I grabbed my backpack and went to the car. We arrived at school and before I entered, my mother stuck her head out the window and spoke almost screaming: - Good class, dear!

- Thanks Mom. Good job to you. - I said waving my hand.

- Camille! - I heard someone call. I looked in the direction of the voice. It was Erik.

- Oh, hi dancer. - I said laughing, remembering the day of the dance. For those who refused to dance, he danced a lot.

- Very funny you. - he said, making a face. - It seems that today in training there will be a warning. - he said, putting his hands in his pockets.

- Warning? Do you know what it is about? Who said that to you?

- I don't know what it's about. And Colin spoke to me. But he also doesn't know what it is about. He said it was the teacher who spoke to him. He must speak today.

- Yes. - I said nodding my head. I took out my cell phone to check the time. - Let's be late for physical education class. You know he's on time. - I said, while thinking about how punctual that man is. It gets to scare.

We went to the classroom and as soon as we sat down, the teacher arrived.

- Good morning class. Today our class will be practical. Change your clothes and then you can go to the block. - said the teacher, with a wonderful humor. I was even afraid of that good mood.

I went to the locker room to put on the uniform that we wear when we have a practical class. I just love that uniform. It's like a sweatshirt.  Girls 'are dark pink and boys' are dark blue. It is a beautiful color, but it would be more beautiful if it were lilac or purple.

The game was basketball. I looked at Erik and he was already looking at me with a little smile that if it was for another girl she would have a heart attack, certainly. We had both played basketball together, but neither of us was very good. But Erik is better than me. I returned the smile with a thumbs up, which he did too.

- Ahh I can't believe I'm going to have to play this. - said one of the girls.

"You guys never want to play anything," I thought.

The game was divided between girls and boys. We played first. The boys played later and the game was more civilized than the girls'. Erik scored a point and I kept hearing the girls talking about how beautiful, intelligent and skillful he was. I rolled my eyes.

Erik scored another point and looked at me and gave a thumbs up with both hands.  I returned the gesture followed with an "end them". Nothing more than a movement with the lips. Before Erik could look ahead, Mattew took him down. It was supposed to be unintentionally, but if it was, it was an accidentally wanting.

I got up as soon as I saw Erik fall. Erik got up quickly and I really thought he was going to hit Mattew. Or rather, fight. And fight a lot. I ran over to him. At least I could stop Erik if he decided to fight. He was standing right in front of Matthew, almost glued to him.

- Are you blind, man?! - said Erik.

- It's not my fault if you stood like an idiot in the middle of the court. - said Mattew, in the same tone.