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ihascupquake ~~Request~~

(Hey! Okay first: WHAT THE HECK??? 1k READS? THANK YOU SO MUCH!!! Second: This is a request for YouTubeGirl83. You are 14 years old. Enjoy!!!)

Your P.O.V.

Volleyball. It was something I always liked to do. Problem: Nobody was willing to play with me. Everyone always wanted to play soccer or something like that. Today I was at the park, here could I play the ball against a wall. I don't really mind playing on my own though. My favorite part is tossing. It is where you play the ball into the air so the spiker can score a point, some people call it the brain of the team but I like it because it's the one thing I can do the best.

Tiffany's P.O.V.

I was currently walking to the grocery store. You know, snacks are very important in life. If you ever run out of them you immediately need to go shopping, no excuses! I looked at my phone. ''7 PM, if I hurry the shop isn't closed yet.'' I said to myself. I walked past a park and saw a boy/girl practicing volleyball on their own. I smiled at the sight and continued to walk.

Your P.O.V.

It was getting dark but I didn't care. I was still playing volleyball while my thoughts drifted away from time to time. I slammed the volleyball against the wall. It bounced, I ran backwards to catch it. ''Oof!'' I ran into someone, how embarrassing! ''I'm sorry! Are you ok?'' I said. I turned around to see who I ran into. My eyes widened in shock. A very tall man stood before me. He looked angry, he towered over me. On his arms were many tattoos and his breath reeked of alcohol. ''You are going to regret running into me kid!'' The man threatened.

Tiffany's P.O.V.  

''Maybe I shouldn't have bought ice cream as well...'' I said when I saw that it was already dark. I took the same way as before and wondered if the kid was still playing volleyball. Once I got to the park I saw the kid and some guy. The kid looked really scared while the guy was walking closer. I ran to them as fast as my feet could take me.

Your P.O.V.  

The scary man walked closer and you were too scared to call for help. The man raised his hand and the next thing you knew was a stinging pain on your cheek. Again he raised his hand and I closed my eyes waiting for a smack. ''How dare you to slap a kid?!'' A woman's voice yelled. I opened my eyes and saw a woman holding the guy his hand. He jerked his hand back and huffed, slowly walking away. ''Hey are you okay?'' She asked me kindly. ''I-I think so'' She looked at me with worry in her eyes. ''Are you sure? You have a small cut on your cheek!'' I touched my cheek and looked at my now slightly red-stained fingers.

''Come on, I will take you home.'' And so we walked home together. My mother was very thankful for 'saving' her child. The purple haired woman named Tiffany smiled and promised me to help me practice volleyball every once in a while.

(The end! Hope you liked it! Maybe a little rushed, sorry about that!)