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Chapter 2; Basketball
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That is the whole reason I hate Justin. Now two years forward and I still haven't forgave him. I've told Lia though, she supported me, but secretly I still think she likes him...
I'm now 17 and almost 18. As much as I would love telling you about myself. I have a story to get on with.
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"Hey Chick" Lia greeted me and she walked through the door.
"Hey Hun" I replied.
"Are your parents in?"
"Nope" I said popping the "p"
"Great, wanna got to the park?" Lia asked.
"Um sure why not, let me just get a piece of toast and water, Lia can we play basketball pleeaaseee" I asked stretching the word "please"
"Ok only because your my sister from another mister!" She replied
"Okay imma get changed into some trackies, do you need to change?" I asked. Me and Lia always kept some spare clothes at each others houses in case something like this happens.
"Sure let's get ready, there are probably gonna be some cute boys there huh?" Lia smirked, while nudging me with her elbow.
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After we got changed
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"Whose car are we taking?" I asked
"Well I came in mine, so we might as well take mine." Lia replied
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At the park
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"Were goin' to the basketball court now, c'mon Lia!"
Yeah I am a sporty person. I love dancing like I told you before when I introduced myself.
"Coming" Lia said.
She was right.
The pitch was covered in boys. Preferably cute boys.
We walked up to them. I play basketball with boys anyway. Doesn't mean I am I right tomboy, cause I'm not. I wear make-up and shop.
"Hey can I join you?" I asked politely.
"Um, seriously? This is a real game not a play around game with girlies!" One of them said, which made the rest of them laugh.
I scanned them all, then came across a boy with shades and a hoodie on. His hair was slightly browny blond and it way spiked at the front a little, he looked about 18. And he looked familiar....
"Seriously my ass. What do you think I'm was planning on playing? Ring around the roses?
"Well by the looks of you.... Yes." The same guy replied.
This made me angry. And you don't like me angry. Especially when I lost my patience two years ago.
"Just cause' imma girl? You think I'm rubbish? Seriously you little sexist bastard. Okay whatever, I can beast your sorry ass anyday!" I shouted poking his chest with my finger.

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