No one came out of the gym without a new bruise to show what had happened there. By count I 'm pretty sure Alex got hit that most, soon followed by Brian, then me. I managed to get at least one bruise on my left arm, my right shoulder was turning blue, and my butt had a large red mark furiously forming. I 'd rather not talk about that one. Marcy and Damon came out basically unscathed, only getting one bruise from each other.
They were the last two left , everyone else stood on the sidelines silently cheering for their team to win, each holding a red ball between their sweaty palms. Everyone had little droplets of sweat falling to the ground from their exposed skin. Luke sat next to me, us both leaning forward, absorbed in the game.
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"I was having a grand old time just laying on the ground, then you had to ruin it." Alex stood there, clearly trying to fight back the smirk that threated to emerge. So she did what any normal teenaged girl would do: she punched his arm.
"Ow!" Alex yelped as he jumped away caressing his arm, mumbling, "crazy bitch," under his breath. She hit him again. "Ow! Do you want a ride home or not?"
She lowered her fist. "Yeah," Marcy sighed, "man I can 't wait till get my own car."
"Until then, your stuck with me," he swung his arm lazily around her shoulders. Marcy pulled a face that caused her pretty face look of one of an ogre. She finally noticed me and dashed over, jumping up and clinging to me. Pushing her off, she landed exactly where what started this whole mess: the floor.
Alex groaned, "Not again." Our friend looked like a toddler when she hugged my leg.
Marcy could get this way at times, but it 's not her fault entirely. Her father was never there because he traveled a lot for his job. Her mom wasn 't all there either; I mean she was there, physically, but not there, mentally. Mrs. Jacobs found that her marriage was falling apart around the same time we became
They were the last two left , everyone else stood on the sidelines silently cheering for their team to win, each holding a red ball between their sweaty palms. Everyone had little droplets of sweat falling to the ground from their exposed skin. Luke sat next to me, us both leaning forward, absorbed in the game.
They …show more content…
"I was having a grand old time just laying on the ground, then you had to ruin it." Alex stood there, clearly trying to fight back the smirk that threated to emerge. So she did what any normal teenaged girl would do: she punched his arm.
"Ow!" Alex yelped as he jumped away caressing his arm, mumbling, "crazy bitch," under his breath. She hit him again. "Ow! Do you want a ride home or not?"
She lowered her fist. "Yeah," Marcy sighed, "man I can 't wait till get my own car."
"Until then, your stuck with me," he swung his arm lazily around her shoulders. Marcy pulled a face that caused her pretty face look of one of an ogre. She finally noticed me and dashed over, jumping up and clinging to me. Pushing her off, she landed exactly where what started this whole mess: the floor.
Alex groaned, "Not again." Our friend looked like a toddler when she hugged my leg.
Marcy could get this way at times, but it 's not her fault entirely. Her father was never there because he traveled a lot for his job. Her mom wasn 't all there either; I mean she was there, physically, but not there, mentally. Mrs. Jacobs found that her marriage was falling apart around the same time we became