Wednesday Evening
"I'm so excited about our first game!" Carmella exclaimed as we got dressed.
"What do you think about James?" I asked.
"He's okay, I saw him flirting with a girl yesterday," she shrugged.
"Do you like him?"
"Not really. He's not my type, and he probably wouldn’t like me back," she replied dismissively.
If James kept flirting, he might lose his chance with her without realizing how interested she was.
I slipped on my white tank top and red shorts, which highlighted my cleavage.
I tied my sneakers and pulled my hair into a ponytail; Chloe hadn’t shown up for practice at all.
"Alright, girls! The game starts soon, and we need to cheer for the guys," Harper announced, looking great in her outfit, although she'd soon outgrow it.
We grabbed our pom poms and ran out of
