Chapter 3: Why me

This motherfucker was smirking while I had to work with Austin, yeah the king of the asshole and he had a smile on his face too. Shit all of them did. Austin and l tried to get someone but we were stoked together. We workout and I started to hate the coach as much as I hate Hunter because acted just like him. Some after swearing my ass off with a kid look like about to cut my head out. The coach said "free time does what ever you want but you have to be do something activities". Some the boys strated to play basketball and Hunter said something to the coach and then I had to play basketball with him and all the rest of the boys. We picked team and of course I was the last to be picked but what the didn't know would really hurt them. I was on the group with Hunter, Devin, and Ethan and the other group had Austin and other kids. Hunter knew I was good at basketball because we lived right nextdoor of each other and we play as kids. He know my dad. My dad alway push us girls to play sports even football. I was taking a little revenge out of Austin and he was supised at the least that I played like I was on the guys but I was better then all of them so I murder that all team. It was like 45 to 16 in just the few minutes we had to play but have to go get dressed for class. I walked back up to the gym room to grab my bag and then Austin started to run towards me and all the rest of the boys even Hunter. All I could think of is "get ready because I am not I down with out a fight". The boys started to ask me questions about me and why and I so good at the game. It all to much Hunter knew that I hate to play all what happened in middle school. He started to laugh at the boys and answer all the questions but he kept looking at me and one asked "why doesn't you play for the school" and before I could said "I could not like to answer that question". Hunter was about to tell was the boys about that night but someone said it doesn't matter why she doesn't play now. Now it time to get her play for the girls team." While he was talking I ran out of that classroom. I could not breathe. I started to cry and think "what happened that night can never be told to anyone".