Warriors High!

Lionblaze's POV

I scuffled from my desk and snatched my books. I sped out of the class without a look back.

I probably just failed that last poetry quiz.

How am I supposed to know the difference between a simile and metaphor? And that… Hyper… Bowl? Something like that.

I nearly cursed to myself as I realized that my basketball game was at this very moment. I found my locker, and my locker swung open on the first try. Weird.

I grabbed my gym shorts and school jersey and ran to the gym. I nearly killed Tawnypelt on the way, calling 'sorry!' over my shoulder. She frowned, but kept moving on.

I cursed to myself once more as I saw Millie walking down the hallway. Mousewhisker was holding her hand, and she looked extremely uncomfortable. I laughed to myself as Mousewhisker pecked her on the cheek, and she withdrew, snarling. Mousewhisker, (The naïve person he is)

laughed and hugged her roughly.

After another sharp turn, I bowled over Berrynose. My head nearly hit the floor as my hands shot out behind me.

"What's the big idea?" Berrynose snapped, rubbing the back of his head.

I offered him a hand and pulled him up. "I'm going to be dead if I'm late for our game. I'm the coach!"

Berrynose gasped. "Oh, mother of schnitzels, I'm going to be dead meat! I've got the game too!"

He ran with me down the hall, and together we managed to only knock over three people. "So…" I panted as I avoided a steaming Leafpool. "Schnitzels?"

"Hey," Berrynose panted back, "It… Is my… Word of… The day." I chuckled and skidded to a stop in front of Ashfur.

"Just WHERE do you think you're going?" He asked. For some reason, the head PE coach, Ashfur, really had it in for me.

"Oh, the usual, sir," mocked Berrynose. "Running from people we've hit with paper airplanes, trying to beat the bell, attempting to turn the hallway into a bowling alley, trying to find the odd idiot to knock over… But we found you!" Berrynose slammed his shoulder into Ashfur, knocking the wind out of him. We raced by, the students in the hallway bursting into fits of uncontrollable laughter.

"That… Was so… Awesome!" I cried as soon as I found breath.

"He deserved it," Berrynose replied, as we headed into the boys change room.

A few minutes later, we were out on the court in school jerseys. On the bench sat Toadstep, Birchfall, Thornclaw, Spiderleg, and Bumblestripe.

"About time," Spiderleg grumbled, as Birchfall slapped his shoulder playfully.

"We've been here five minutes!" He cried, and Toadstep laughed.

"Ashfur's here," remarked Bumblestripe. "He never turns up to our games." With one glance, sure enough, Ashfur was sitting in the crowd, arms folded over his chest.

He did not look happy.

Berrynose smirked. "I guess I know why."

As the group of team players gathered to hear the story, I scanned the audience. We were playing Wind today, and I knew they were fast. But not very aggressive.

In the audience was a very unhappy Heathertail, and Whitetail, a teacher from Wind. Foxleap and Blossomfall were chatting with Bumblestripe and Blossomfall's sister Briarlight. Jayfeather was in the far corner. Nightcloud was also here, probably to cheer on Crowfeather.

I surveyed the Wind team. They were fast, but scrawny. The team consisted of Harespring, Crowfeather, Breezepelt, Antpelt, Weaselfur, and Emberfoot.

Bramblestar, the referee, blew his whistle, in motion for the game to start. Toadstep and Thornclaw sat off to start, and Spiderleg took the tip off.

He was called 'Spiderleg' because he had such long legs- probably the tallest in our grade. He easily to warded over Emeberfoot, who sneered but said nothing. I smirked.

The whistle blew, and Spiderleg barely had to jump to get the ball. Birchfall snatched the ball from Spiderleg, and dribbled up the right wing.

Speeding ahead of him, Crowfeather stood in front of him. But Bumblestripe was already there. He set the perfect pick, and the crowd was full of laughter and cheering as Birchfall scored the basket and Crowfeather fell over.

The game continued the same way, with me scoring multiple three-pointers, and Bumblestripe repeatedly setting picks on Crowfeather. Crowfeather already had three fouls- one for shoving Bumblestripe, one for pulling Bumblestripe, and one for body-checking Bumblestripe. Bumblestripe is getting M.V.P. tonight.

As the half-time buzzer sounded, Birchfall and Spiderleg came off the bench to congratulate us. I stared at the score. We were leading, 37- 32. It was really close.

As I drowned myself in water, I noticed Ashfur talking to Bramblestar. Bramblestar looked quite surprised but Ashfur nodded and growled. Bramblestar finally nodded and Ashfur stood to face the audience.

"Attention! May I have your attention please!" He shouted, his voice ringing through the gym.

"Yes, you may!" Everyone laughed as the typical prankster Foxleap grinned.

Ashfur frowned and ignored him. "A twist has been added to the second half." Murmurs broke out and it took a moment for Ashfur to get everyone settled down. "A person from the audience will have the opportunity to participate in this activity. They will be selected to enjoy-"

"Get to the point!" Foxleap. Everyone laughed again, and Ashfur was looking annoyed.

"Someone will be chosen to play with your team in the entire second half." The audience sighed.

"From Wind, Tornear." Was this a joke? Tornear hated basketball. He was a grade grind, and never wanted anything to do with sports, except watch them.

"And Thunder, Foxleap." Foxleap put his hand to his chest in mock surprise.

"Moi? You need me to play? I am honoured!" The crowd roared in laughter.

"Foxleap-" Ashfur started, but Foxleap was waving his hand in dismissal.

"Oh no, no no! I will play! I will bring honour to this team! I am he hero!" He flexed, and nobody could stand it anymore. Laughing was an underestimate. Nobody wasn't even giggling.

15 minutes later, after much argument, laughter, and furious language from Ashfur, Ashfur was excused from the gym and nobody could sit still.

"I don't know if I can play," Choked Toadstep. "I'm laughing too much!"

But play he did. The last half included much more laughter, thanks to Foxleap screeching in terror every time the ball went near, and sashaying away with the ball posed on his fingertips. At one point, he hip checked Breezepelt, and bent down to see if he was fine. But it was even worse when he ran out of the gym with the ball, shrieking, "They're after me! They're after me!"

We still won the game, 56-51. But it was the best game I've ever played.

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