ELARAIt was time for our afternoon match.Me versus Ivy.The scouts, staff, and clipboards were present. I looked around to have a glimpse of Aiden, but he wasn't present.I stared at the net between us, Ivy didn’t look at me.She just bounced the ball.“First to six,” Coach said.“Play.”I served. It was very clean and sharp like myself.But on the second serve, there was a double fault. It was weird. The third serve was out, by miles.I stared at the line, that never happened.“You okay?” Ivy asked.“Fine,” I responded.She served next, it was too fast and the ball slammed past me.“Focus!” Coach Rain yelled.“I am!” I yelled, frustrated. But the score climbed.3 to 1.Then 4 to 1.I was losing.Ivy was moving smoothly and between points she said quietly, “You’re different.”“What?” I was breathing hard this time..“Before, you’d crush me.”“I will.”“Doesn’t look like it.” She smirked, I snubbed her and focused.“Game,” Ivy said.5 to 1.I was one game away from losing.I bounced
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