Privilege 02 - Beautiful Disaster by Kate Brian

Author:Kate Brian [Brian, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2009-06-01T14:00:00+00:00

And I killed her. I killed her because Kaitlynn turned me against her. Suddenly, Ariana saw Briana Leigh's face again. Her happy smile that day as they volleyed. Her cliché fist pump whenever she won a point. The little dance she did when the match was over.

And then her bloated face the day they pulled her from the lake. Her hair matted with mud and muck and leaves. Her limp form as they lifted her onto the boat.

The ball bounced up. Ariana's fingers closed around it and squeezed.

"Oh my God, enough with the Djokovic act! Serve the damn ball!"

Ariana cleared her throat. The sun had dipped behind Tahira, throwing her into shadow and blinding Ariana. She felt hot. Hot and sick and light-headed.

Stop it. Stop thinking about it.

"You've got this, Ana!" Lexa cheered.

Ariana tossed the ball in the air and served. It hit in the center of the box and arced slowly toward her opponent. Tahira slammed it back over the net so fast Ariana never had a chance.

"Yes!" Tahira shouted. There was a smattering of applause from the crowd.

Ariana turned and walked over to the fence to grab another ball. Her vision was blurry as she stared down at her feet, the yellow and white sneakers against the green court. In her mind she could hear Briana Leigh cheering her own points. Laughing over her victory. Saying they'd play again. She'd give Ariana another chance.

"You can do it, Ana!" Brigit cheered.

Ariana bent down to grab a ball and had to brace her hand on the fence to keep fromgoing

over.

Dead. Dead. Dead because of me.

"What are you doing? Faking sick?" Tahira taunted her. "You're not going to get out of this that easily."

Ariana took in a breath.

In, one. . . two. . . three. . .

Out, one. . . two . . . three...

In, one. . . two. . . three. . .

She grabbed the ball and stood up, trying to let Tahira's teasing get under her skin. Trying to use it in some way. Trying to let it make her angry. She turned around and looked at her nemesis.

"Come on, transfer girl! Serve!" Tahira said.

Ariana strode over to the baseline. She could do this. Schooling this girl would be so much fun. It was the whole reason she'd accepted this challenge in the first place. To get relaxed. Get focused. Get her head clear for what she had to do tonight.

Tonight she would avenge Briana Leigh's death. Tonight she would ensure her own future.

She tossed the ball in the air and served. It went way wide. Tahira laughed and tossed the ball back to her.

"Please, please double-fault! If you do I win this game!" Tahira sang out.

I will not double-fault. I will not double-fault. I will not double-fault.

Ariana served. Double fault. Tahira's friends laughed and cheered as Tahira tossed her racket in the air, end-over-end, and caught it.

"My serve," she said. "This is where you go down."

Ariana felt the fight draining out of her. Her confidence was gone, fear and doubt creeping in to take its place.

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