Chapter 4

"Ouch."

The volleyball hit my head. It wasn't that I was clumsy, I just refused to raise my arms to hit the damn thing.

That twitchy girl, Jessica ran up to me. The scowl on her face was pretty impressive, until she opened her mouth. She screeched at me, "What's wrong with you? Don't you want to win?"

"No."

"Are you stupid?" More screeching.

"Do you always sound like a dying cat?" I asked.

I sat on the sidelines and that Mike guy came up to me. His face was puffy again. I was going to ask if he was having an allergic reaction to the polyester uniforms, but I decided that I could care less.

"Hey girl...how you likin' rainy Forks?"

"Who would like it, asshole?"

That puffy face was amusing when it turned red.

When it was my turn to serve, I spiked the ball into Mike's head.

I guess gym could be fun.