Hola! I wrote chapter 2 my Spanish class! The sub was a total bitch but, life goes on.

Anyways, I recently find out that I've made an error so I would like to Thank Zaacna for that.

I meant to erase that sentence and put Raven as the ''new manager "

Onwards, it's basketball practice!

In Winterville High, final class ends at 2:40 p.m; you do not ''leave '' after school. The students can either head to their dorms, head out and party, or go to the after-school club meetings. To Raven it's basketball practice, which mean danger. Roy Harper. Hasn't she heard of him? The previous manager told her about this one: Most popular junior because of his looks and not to mention his impressive moves he shows in court. Raven frowns as she hear a girl moan, probably near the boys locker room. Shaking her head in dismay, she chose to not interfere as this is something the security guard can handle. That is, if it wasn't him enjoying the fucking pleasure. Rachel quickly changed into her white tee and black sweats, her hair clipped in a low ponytail. A purple whistle hung below her breasts, and a clipboard is placed between her inner arm and wrists. As Raven steps outside the girls locker room, she hears the team shouting out, "We are the best! Forget the rest! We, the White Panthers, shall win this year! Hoo-yah!" The boys cheered as they welcome their new manager.

She silently coughs and stares at the crowd, memorizing their appearance from head to toe. "Good Afternoon. My name is Rachel and I will be your new manager. Our first game is in three days, so let's see what have you done during summer. Six on six! Move it!" She blew the whistle, frightening all but one. He just sat there. "You. Get up and play." She ordered as she faces away, not bothering to realize who she was talking to.

"Excuse me?" Roy raised his brow.

"You heard me. And put on your shirt will you?"

"C'mon Rae... you like my body don't ya?"

"Riight... whoever prefer a simple boy with a sweaty body must be either mad or a fool. Now dress up. And that's my last time saying it." Her tone grew cold, forcing his ass up, putting on his shirt and running like a wild animal towards the basketball court.

He didn't want to tick her off.

Rachel sighed. Some of the boys are on the floor sleeping while the others wandered off to take a break. "One hour and forty-five minutes... and this is what I get. No wonder why the previous manager left." She spoke to herself quietly. Only three of the twelve players had great skills: Victor Stone, Dick Grayson and Roy Harper. Why is it that his name is familiar? She shakes it off and had already figure out their strengths and weaknesses. First person she needs to talk to: Dick Grayson. As she stood, the boy had already approached her an odd way. At least she doesn't have to walk to him.

"Coach, Do you know what are my weaknesses? I need to work on it now so that we can win!"

"Uh.. okay. Dick-"

"Please, call me Robin."

"Fine. Robin, do you exactly what is your position as a power forward?"

"To bring the ball into the ring, is that it?" Robin answered as he folded his arms, giving out the fact he maybe wrong. "Well, you're half right. You're the captain in the team and as a power forward, your job is very decisive. The main weakness you have is rebound and jumpshots; If I were you, I'd work on that every night. You got that? Oh, and here." Raven hands him a bandage. "For your scraped elbow. "See you tomorrow, Robin." She turns away heading to Victor Stone, one of the tallest players in this team. His height gained his popularity, along with some whores. But he had always stick to his gorgeous girlfriend, Karen Beecher. She is the captain of the cheerleading squad, not mention that they have won the championship last year. To Ms. Bee, it was a fortune.

To Victor, it's bullshit.

Raven held her clipboard firmly as she called his name out loud. Victor held out his hand and they shook hands. "Call me Cyborg. Do I also have any major weakness?"

"Hmm. As shooting guard, your only on passing. I see that you would hesitate on who to give the ball... if you keep on doing that, the opposing team might take that as an advantage."

"Alright, Thanks Raven." He gave her a playful wink before heading out with Robin. Finally, Roy Harper. When calling out his name, no one stepped forward. Raven felt a sudden tap on her shoulder followed by, "Hell-oo, sexy." She clenched her fist and faces him but then she stopped. He was the one who cheerfully said, "Mornin' Coach!" He was the hot fucker that has every chick in the school drooling for him. "I'm guessing you also have a nickname too?"

"Yeah...Speedy or Arsenal a.k.a The Archer."

"Interesting. You don't have anything besides going off into your small world."

"I only do that to beautiful chicks."

"Aww, you're a chicken lover; I hate chickens." She spoke with a hint of annoyance. Roy was astound by her reaction. She created a vicious combat! No other girl has ever done that! This is getting better and better. "So what do you like?"

"Relaxation. Peace. Tea." Why was she telling him this? "Go to your dorm, Roy. I have to clean up the locker rooms."

"Then I'll help."

"No." He didn't listen. Roy knew better than to not let his Raven handle all of the work. He didn't like the fact that the court became a unsanitary area; He'll just have a word with them tomorrow.


Night had already fallen and most of the students are asleep. Raven stirred side to back over and over again. His fucking face wouldn't go away.

Why?

Why?

"Damn you Roy Harper." Raven growled as she finally closed her eyes and let the heavenly gods take her far far away.


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