EIGHT

     

She was out of the rest room in no time. Trying to act normal was the hardest thing she had ever done, but she managed a smile for Zoey. 

   She was angry, furious, sad and looked down on. Emotions hit her from all angles. She sited the girls standing in a circle only a little far away from the court.

  Zoey was talking, but she wasn't listening. She was thinking of what to do..

  "Rachel, are you okay? Are you even listening to me? What's wrong?"

 She returned her gaze to Zoey who wore a cloak of confusion. 

"I'm sorry I got distracted. My head aches a little, that's all." Zoey looked not convinced at all, but she didn't react. Instead, she kept talking.

 "What I was saying was that I think that.."

She glanced over to Norbert and the girls.. he hadn't noticed them yet, but they were flashing green lights all over the building.

The ball bounced away from the court and rolled to one of the gi