Chapter 3:
GRACE
"Game today, practice tomorrow and a tryout on Wednesday. Awesome."
I mumbled as I put my schedule in the pocket of my basketball shorts. I slung my backpack on my back and headed towards my next class, dragging my tennis shoes. I reached to the bottle holder on my back pack and got out my Gatorade. I spilled some on me when I whacked into somebody.
"Crap." I looked down at my now-red-Gatorade-stained jersey. I looked up and into the face of Jazmine Kurk.
"Hello Grace." She said with a hint of a smile on her lips.
"Uh, hey Jazmine…" I said. "I you know, gotta get to class. I'm surprised you aren't there yet." She was normally always in class early, her books set and pencil placed.
"I know you are. I am too, actually. I have a few questions for you though. For a Psychology class I am talking at the local college."
What a nerd.
"Sure, why not. Hurry though please. I'm going to be late for class." I didn't want to be seen with this LBR. Sure, I am considered and LBR sometimes, but if I ever want that status LBRemoved…
"I was thinking we could walk to class together."
Great. Just what I didn't want.
"Um, Sure." Hunched over, I awkwardly started to walk away. She followed me.
"Question 1. What do you like to do after school?"
"Play volleyball. Or basket ball. Softball's fun too. Sometimes I'll play football with my brother outside."
"Okay, Sports." She said while writing. "Question 2. Have you ever wished you could become popular?" I stopped, thinking.
"Um, yeah, I guess. " We continued to walk. Jazmine had a hint of a smile on her face.
"The final question, question 3. What would you say if I said I could make you popular." I looked at her. She was a nerd. She is interviewing me for one of her college classes. Right?
"Is this really for one of your classes?" She smiled.
"Meet me in the theatre dressing rooms after school." She casually walked away. I stared after her, wondering what the heck she was talking about, and if I should meet this psycho after school.
