Finley Age fifteen I walked off the court feeling defeated. We lost, which is something that we don't do. We didn't lose a game my entire freshman year and this is the first and will be the last game we lose this year. I also think this was the worst game I've ever played since I was ten years old trying to figure out layups. Now I was the starting shooting guard for the varsity team. I was a starter as a freshman and most of the senior girls were less than impressed by that. I took someone's position and they all made me pay for it. But now that I'm a sophomore, it's not so bad. I get along with all the girls, and we've meshed really well as a team but for some reason we were all off tonight. Taylor slapped me on the back as she walked by, "Girl, don't be so disappointed, you had a great game." "Thanks, but you're full of shit. I only had twenty-two points. That's crap for me." "It's only ten points below your average. We all had an off night." "James, office now," the coach
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