1 Mysterious

Focus on the ball. Don't let the ball go- Hey! It's that girl again with the chestnut brown hair! She's got game. She takes the ball from me and winks at me. What the heck.

"Great job out there Nia!" Coach Ant calls out to the girl.

I grunt. Ugh! Right when she joined ALL of the sports teams, I get left in the dirt to pick up empty water bottles and dirty towels.

My best friend, Atlanta Rogers, comes up to me, "The new girl is really kickin' it out there! Don't ya think, Isaac?"

I nod slowly, watching Nia perform an impossible back kick that lands in the soccer goal.

Ugh.

Oh no, she's coming over to us! "Run!" I whisper shout and try to start running towards a shadowed tree, but Atlanta catches the collar of my jersey shirt and flings me in front of her, facing Nia.

"Hey guys!" Nia smiles perfectly. She's blushing. Why is she blushing? Maybe it's just from the heat..yeah.

"Hey." I mumble. Atlanta jabs me in the side. "Hello!" I say a bit too loudly and with a squeaky voice. It's not my fault Atlanta jabbed me.

"I was wondering...could I sit with you guys at lunch? I have no friends and you guys seem cool?" Nia asks, twirling around her white soccer ball.

"I'm sorry, there isn't enough room." I reply with a bit of a too-harsh-tone. Oh no.

Atlanta kicks me in the shins. Ouch!

"Oh, I understand..." Nia dribbles off with her soccer ball. Sigh.