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Pictures of you
Pictures of me
Hung up on your wall
For the world to see
~Pictures of you-The Last Goodnight
Cover photo: Girl with a basketball
She was there first.
Honestly.
The birds were chirping vivaciously, the sun slowly setting in the rosy sky, a painter's canvas of exploding colors, lively hues of red, orange, and blue.
The park was almost empty, save for a young girl around five at the basketball court. Her stringy, long brown hair swung from side to side in its messily parted pigtails as the girl repeatedly jumped up and down.
"Oomph!" She squeaked, barely catching the rebound ball in her small hands, inches away from her chubby face.
"Ungh!" She took another shot, only to have the ball sail under the basketball net's tall backboard, rolling down the endless grass field behind it.
"Why can't I make a shot!" She groaned in frustration, stomping her foot in a childish rage.
Then they appeared.
They were older than her, perhaps in third grade. There was three of them, and one had already picked up her ball, heading over to the basketball court, where she was.
"Hey little girl! Basketball is for us boys. It's not a weak, little girl's sport, got that? Why don't you go back home and play with your Barbies? Leave the tough sports for us strong guys, eh?"
She blinked in surprise at the boys standing right in front of her. She watched ast hey began shooting her ball, without even asking if they could use it! Now that was just rude! And now they wanted her to leave!?
No way!
She was here first!
"Hey you! Big meanies! Give me back my ball! Or else!"
Two of the boys just ignored her, still dribbling her ball. The other one turned around and sneered. "Or else? What? You're gonna tell your mommy on me?"
"My mommy left us when I was little," she whispered to herself, almost pitifully.
The obnoxious boy overheard this, grinning as if it was the most amusing thing ever. "Well I can see why! You're an annoying little girl who'd just get in everyone's way; in fact all girls are! So just leave! I already asked nicely before, so what are you still hanging around for!"
Something snapped inside her, as she challenged the smirking boy with a furious glare.
"You're a big jerkface!" She screamed, stepping forward as she aimed a sharp kick at the boy.
"Owwwww!" His shrill scream echoed as he keeled over, hand over his crotch.
The girl smiled triumphantly, focusing her attention on the other boys, who had momentarily stopped playing. They stared in surprise at the little girl. Adrenaline rushed through her veins as she grabbed her forgotten basketball, which had been bouncing at the edge of the court.
Tucking it safely under her arm, she grinned again and stuck her tongue out mockingly at the injured boy. "Remember Mikan Sakura! The girl who beat your butt, you big bully!"
Injured, indeed.
The energetic girl raced off, towards the horizon, towards her house a block away, leaving three still, speechless boys gawking at her. It was safe to say they held an even stronger dislike, perhaps grudging respect of the strange creatures called girls.
"They're wrong!" Mikan chanted to herself. "I'm not weak or annoying! And I really don't even like Barbies!"
Edited.
~AVioletSky