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Chapter 3

 Even though I expected gym to be atrocious, it wasn't as bad as I thought it’d be.

The uniform was bad enough though, a black t-shirt and maroon shorts, with three silver stripes running down either side.

I had a slight build, not thin but not big either. With an average height, honey-brown skin, shoulder length black hair, and brown eyes, I was basically as plain as can be. Not only did I look horrible in shorts, but I was very self conscious in them. Most of the time I wore jeans and a t-shirt or blouse (I loved skirts and dresses, but I looked ridiculous wearing them).

I soon found out we were playing volleyball. Every time it was my turn to serve, I’d end up smacking someone in the face or whenever the ball came near me, I’d skitter away. Our team lost 8 to 23. I’d pretended not to notice when some of my teammates stared daggers or shot me dirty looks. When I’d first walked into the gym, everyone had wanted the new girl on their team-that was until I’d served my first few balls.

“Oh, come on guys!” said a tall and thin Indian boy. “It’s just a game. This isn’t the Olympics, Nunca doesn’t-“

“Shut up Sanjit!” interrupted a brunette who playfully shoved him.

“I’m serious Quinn.” Sanjit continued as the rest of the team groaned and shuffled towards the locker rooms. Most of them were rubbing the spots where they’d been hit with my crazy balls.

Sanjit walked towards me (Quinn trailing him), I was wary. I’d always been very shy around men, but due to the situation with Keith, I’d become very wary. Sanjit stuck out his hand when he reached where I was.

“Sanjit Abucar or San, age 16, grade 11, nationality Indian!” he said cheerfully ad I shook his hand.

“That’s Quinn Moore, you may know her sister.” He continued wearing a sly look.

Quinn smiled sheepishly and waved. Though I could see no likeness, I know knew that she was related to Allison. Quinn’s hazel eyes and nutmeg brown hair were a stark contrast to Allison’s blonde and blue eyes, also on my first encounter with her, Quinn had actually been nice. Then again, I hadn’t accidentally spilled an iced latte all over her. 

Sanjit asked me the usual “new kid questions”:

What grade am I in? 11th.

How old was I? 16.

Where’d I move from? Orlando. 

What class did I have next? AP chemistry with Iterra.

How did I like Brentwood so far? It was ok (that was a lie).

Coach Nunca blew her whistle, loud and piercing.

“The rest of you,” she shouted, “in the locker rooms!”

Sanjit touched his ear gingerly. “Coach Nunca needs to chill, or she’s going to get a letter from my parents, demanding that she pay for my ear-nose-throat bills!” he said with a totally serious look on his face.

Quinn and I giggled; Sanjit had that kind of laid back humor that I found amusing. He s easy to get along with and easy to be around, I could tell we’d be fast friends. I surprised myself, my ever so terrible day was getting better and I had a prospect for an actual friend, friends maybe.

“Watch it Abucar.” Coach Nunca muttered, passing us on the way to her office. Sanjit held up his hands innocently.

Quinn and I laughed even harder, he did look innocent. With those wide brown eyes, light cinnamon skin, and tousled dark brown hair, he was a picture perfect naïve little Indian boy!

“You have a nice smile, Jacy.” Sanjit said.

I blushed; I wasn’t used to getting compliments. Rick only ever handed out insults.

“Jacy?” Quinn said, “I like it!”

I smiled, a nickname Sanjit waved as he entered the boys’ locker room; Quinn and I went the opposite way. As she and I entered the locker room, she waved and we parted ways. 

In the locker room I was met with the sound of a gaggle of screaming and giggling girls. I couldn’t catch what most of them were saying. The girl with the locker next to mine was named Britney Lamb she was talking her best friend Kathy Peters (they’d both introduced themselves earlier), I was able to catch snippets of their conversation.

“…I heard he got a tan.” Said Britney.

“Are you kidding me!” replied Kathy, “He like, can’t tan, but that definitely makes him hotter!”

“I know right. The thing is though, I won’t see him until lunch, that’s four whole periods!” Britney said as she pulled on her way-too-tight jeans.

“I’d die a happy woman if I could kiss him once, even if it was only on the cheek.” Kathy sighed. “But no girl in this school is good enough for him though.”

“Yeah, he won’t even look at Allison Moore or Yolanda Hunt and the hottest girls in school!” Britney nodded her head then sighed, “Lincoln Karlant.”

“If I couldn’t have him though,” said Kathy, “I’d have his sexy brother Armando. Too bad he graduated last year!”

“What about Keith Dillon?” I shuddered in disgust when Britney said his name; all right Keith was very good looking but still a major creep.

“He’s kind of creepy though.” Katy said voicing my thoughts. ”Last year he asked Shelly Milano to the Hallowball. The thing is” Kathy dropped her voice low, ”they never showed up. Then Shelly didn’t come back to school for a whole month. I heard she had to go to some psycho ward and that she’s still on meds.” 

I shuddered and left the locker room before I could hear more about Shelly Milano and Keith.

Another subject began to invade my mind. The whole locker room seemed to be ablaze with the news of this boy coming back. Who was this Lincoln Karlant and what kind of spell did he have over the female student body of Thomas Holden?

Chapter 4

Being asked the "new kid" questions over and over again had 

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Text: All Rights Reserved. 2011.Sole Property of Regine Vincent.
Publication Date: 10-26-2010

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
First and Foremost, Thank You My Holy Father, God! All my family and my BFF's.

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