Chapter 17: Sport
"So, You sat with a Devereaux, huh?" Sarah said for the fifth time, distracting me from keeping my eyes on the ball, I’m trying to avoid getting hit here. The sounds of our shoes made squeaking noises in the hall as we moved. I thought I might avoid her question but she wasn’t giving me a chance.
"Not now Sarah" I muttered.
"Well it’s not like anyone has gotten the privilege to sit next to him, there’s always an empty seat next to his"
I heard little of what she said as I moved to the side dodging the ball, that was close!
"You hit the ball, not dodge!" the coach snapped at me, blowing her whistle.
"Sorry" I murmured, I wasn’t really good at volleyball, why do we have to do such exercise? The coach should have just given us something else.
"So are you two close?"
"Sarah!"
"Come on, it was shocking I mean, if you two are close it might be a good thing"