Kiki had dropped Jimmie back off at school and gone home, asking her mom to take her to the hospital. Her parents had been furious that she had lied about how bad the injuries were, and even angrier when she refused to say who jumped her. They tried everything to get her to talk, and none of it worked. She stayed silent about it, even when the doctors asked.

Kiki didn't wait to go back to school; she was there the next morning, walking like an old lady, the bandages around her torso constricting her breathing. Not that she minded, breathing hurt as much as anything else did. She ignored Larissa's questions, and the teams' questions; they would all get their answer at practice. She went tot eh locker room and with Larissa's help got changed into her tank top and shorts. Getting changed as agony, but it was necessary to her. She walked out to the gym where everyone was waiting.

"So LP, What's the verdict?" Jack asked, though he knew the answer.

"I have two hairline fractures on my ribs. I'll be fine, but I can't play this week, or next week, but I'll be here every night and at the games." Kiki nodded, she hated this more than any of it, the pain she could live with, her parents constantly bugging her to drop a few names, she could ignore, but not being able to play was like chopping off her legs and leaving her in a frozen tundra. She went to sit down with Larissa and they watched as the team started practice, the next game was against the Hornets and there was no way they could let themselves lose.

The week passed by pretty quick and by the end of it Kiki was feeling better, but not great. It still hurt, but she didn't feel like ripping off her own arms and beating herself with them when she changed. She also didn't need Larissa's help so she was alone in the locker room as she pulled her tee shirt over her head. She was still bandaged, and much to her dismay, you could tell when she wore her uniform. The wraps peeked about an inch and a half over the armholes. Normally Kiki wore a tight tank top to cover it, but that top was too tight for her to wear. She changed into her shorts and headed out to the boy's locker room, waiting outside with Larissa.

"Honestly they complain about girls taking too long to change." Larissa commented. Kiki smiled. It always took the guys forever to get changed. They heard a small commotion and knew the Hornets were here and they were ready to play. They were always ready to play. They may have been jerks, and incredibly stupid, but they could play some serious basketball, they were one of the three top teams, right up there with West High and East High.

"Any day now guys." Kiki called banging on the door. A minute later it opened and McCall stuck his head out.

"You can come in." He said. The girls had to wait for the okay before they could go, incase there were a few slow changers. They headed in and Jack gave the pep talk before sending them all out to the court. They guys jumped around and riled up the crowd, well, all the guys but Jimmie, who help Kiki to her seat and then he went to rile the crowd. Kiki looked up at the Hornets, three of whom were staring at her looking very satisfied. She made a rude hand gesture and they went back to practicing.

The game started, without Kiki to do her 'distract then jump' thing they had to rearrange it so McCall, who was one of the taller guys was in her place, now having to rely on physical ability. It was pretty impossible to tell who would win, whenever one team scored the other would get it a few minutes later.

"Move Matt, he's too good to be blocking that guy, put him on Ruiz, move Donny to Cox." Kiki suggested. She and Larissa were making notes of things to change for the second Quarter. Larissa had been studying up and now she was pretty good at the assistant coaching thing, she'd even come up with a few of their better plays. Kiki helped her out, but no one needed to know that.

"Okay, and we should move Jimmie over to Manning. Honestly I think Kirby's a little intimidated by him." They looked over. Bryce Kirby was a tall, but really skinny and nerdy guy who, while good at basketball, was terrified by some of the bigger guys. Scott wasn't big, but he was scary looking. Kiki nodded in agreement as the ref blew the whistle, the quarter was over. The teams ran to their respective sidelines to get instructions.

"Okay guys, this is the deal." Jack went on to tell them the changes he and the girls had made and after a quick 'Game on' cheer they all ran out there. It was still a tied game and it was driving everyone up the wall. Larissa was chewing her nails to the nubs while Kiki sat on the edge of her chair, completely focused on the game.

Jimmie moved in front of Scott and got ready.

"I'm actually a little surprised Zara." Scott smirked.

"At what?" Jimmie frowned

"That you didn't come running to avenge your little girl friend."

"Wait, what?" Jimmie thought about it a moment. "You 're the one that…"

"Fine handy work I must say. Got her out of the game." The smirk widened. Before Jimmie could stop himself he connected a right hook with Scott's cheek. The taller boy went down and Jimmie attacked. He had never been in a fight, but you wouldn't know it from the way he was wailing on Scott. It was a few minutes before they managed to detangle the two and Jimmie was sent out of the game, to sit on the sidelines.

Kiki got the first aid kit and went to sit with him.

"That's who you were protecting?" He roared. People were staring.

"Yep." Kiki got out an antiseptic wipe to clean the gash on in right ring finger.

"Why?"

"So you wouldn't do something stupid like this and get yourself kicked out of the game, giving them exactly what they wanted." Kiki hissed. The game resumed, Kiki finished treating Jimmie's wounds and they turned to watch the game. With their two best players out of commission the guy had to work just that much harder. Every time they got the ball it was a mad dash. Finally it was the last quarter, the last minute, and it was all tied up.

"Come on McCall!" They all cheered as Kyle McCall went running he passed the ball to Donny, who was not the greatest at making the actual baskets. Donny froze for a moment before coming back to life, jumping and everyone held their breath as the ball swished through the net.

"Yes!" Jimmie jumped up on the chairs and threw his hands in the air. Larissa ran out and hugged Donny while everyone surrounded him to congratulate the boy.