My first weeks at Clifton Columbia were cool. I never thought that school could be fun. But the people were the reason why I thought that it was cool. On the weekends we played basketball. Bella was a brilliant player and she teached me after school how to get fitter. It was very funny to see her shouting at me while I was almost dead. On most evenings some people came to our room, played video games or we hang out outside at the tree.
One of these nights were very special to me because me and Bella were alone. We went to the tree, she brought alcohol and I brought my iPod with loudspeakers.
"So are you ready?", she asked. I let the music play.
"I guess."
"Can't believe that you weren't drunk yet." She gave me a bottle of beer.
"How old were you when you drank for the first time?", I asked.
She looked up to the sky.
"Hmm, I think I was 16."
"I'm 17, so that's not a big deal."
"You're right. Cheers!" She held her bottle to me and I followed her move until our bottles clapped together.
"Cheers." I said a bit too late and started to drink from it. It tasted a bit like wheat and alcohol.
I wasn't even looking at her but I could see that she was watching me. So, I also looked at her.
"And?"
"I think I could get used too it."
"That's great. Oh, I love that song." It was Angels from 'The XX'.
"That's one of my favourite songs."
"It is perfect, her silent voice, these words and when you listen it with , you feel like this song wraps you into a magical world."
Oh god. "You listened to me! This is...perfect. I just showed you my favourite band and you love it." I couldn't stop smiling.
She drank another sip, repeated the song, layed her head on my left shoulder and sang some of the lyrics:
Light reflects from your shadow
It is more than I thought could exist
You move through the room
Like breathing was easy
Not that I liked her voice in general but her singing voice was even better. Silent, sweet and lovely. I looked at her. "You never told me that you can sing."
She raised her eyebrwos and laughed hysterically. "I can't sing. People have told me this."
"Srew them! Who told you this?"
"My mum and Jake. I really enjoyed singing by my own, I was also learning how to play the guitar but they said that it wasn't good, so I stopped."
"They're idiots! They never listened closely. Your voice harmonizes perfectly with this song."
"You're not kidding?"
"No, I'm dead serious!"
"C'mon! It's the beer!"
"Are kidding me? I only drank a few sips, so I'm not wasted. You should just sing to yourself if you want to. Better than stop doing what you love."
After an hour had passed we sang some songs together and sang completely wrong, it was the best night.
The next morning was a bit rough. Jasper woke me up, I had a headache and I was late for class. It wasn't a bad headache but it annoyed me. The sun made it even worse.
"You ok?", Rosalie asked me at lunch. I nodded.
"I heared you guys had fun last night."
"You heard us singing?" I was really shocked.
"Haha, no! Bella told me this when she came home last night."
"Oh, okay."
"Will you play basketball on Sunday?"
"Huh? There's a game on Sunday?", I asked.
"Yes and I think Bella wants you play in there."
I dropped my fork.
"Haha, yes. Be prepared. It's not funny to loose against Bella. You can't avoide it. Believe me."
"Is it true that you want me to play on Sunday?"I asked in biology.
"What? Oh yeah! I bet Rose told you about it. I actually planned to shock you."
I made a sad face.
"C'mon! Jasper told me that we need to push you a bit. You need to lose your 'fear of sports'."
I breathed heavily.
"I think I will do a beautiful sign with a good punch line to motivate you."
"Everyone will see this play, right?"
"I think so. We're just 300 people."
"300 people too much."
"Man, you're right. I always mix them up."
"Bella, I don't want to play!", I cried.
"Nonono! You'll do it! You can do it. I promise. You'll be the best player in the whole wide world."
"You're joking, you know that I'm bad!"
"Edward, just believe in yourself! We'll work on that. Today I'll show you some tricks, so it's easier."
"Why aren't you playing on sunday? You're the badass in basketball."
"There is no girl team."
"Oh, okay."
"You can do this. By the way, what do you think? Anaphase or Telophase?"
I looked through the lens. "Anaphase."
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Lisa
