The Kiss List by Sara Jo Cluff

Author:Sara Jo Cluff [Cluff, Sara Jo]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Monster Ivy Publishing

Chapter 23

Coach Wilkes wasn’t the least bit gentle with us during exercises. She pushed us as far as we could go, and then a little bit farther. We’d be playing the boys the next day, which was the last day of camp, and a perfect time for some fun flirting with the guys.

Unfortunately, when your team doesn’t like you, there isn’t a lot of trust to be found. Every dropped or overthrown ball made the swears fly from Coach Wilkes like it was the only language she knew. It also didn’t help that I was off my game. I couldn’t shake the glares being thrown at me. I tried to think about Alejandro’s sultry smile or Mason’s gorgeous eyes instead, but that only caused more of a distraction.

“Camille!” Coach shouted. “Are you aware of how tall Ava is?”

“Yes, Coach.” I adjusted my hat, wiping some sweat from my forehead in the process.

Coach had a fist on her hip, her legs spread shoulder-width apart, whistle hanging from a string around her neck, and resting a softball bat on her shoulder. “Really? Because it seems to me like you think she’s eight feet tall.”

Izzy snickered from the pitcher’s mound, but I tried to push the sound away. I didn’t need all of them getting in my head. I was good at softball. I was good at my position. I needed to remind all of them, and myself, of that.

I punched my fist into my glove and nodded at the coach, telling her I understood.

Coach was at bat, sending balls in different directions. The next ball she hit headed straight between me and the third baseman, Tamara. From where I stood, it looked like I had the better angle, so I shouted, “Got it!” and sprinted toward it. We only had seconds to react, and in that amount of time, both Tamara and I ran for the ball, Tamara ignoring my declaration. We reached the ball at the same time, my right side colliding with her left, sending us both to the ground, dirt raining down around us.

A slight pain tore through my shoulder, but it was nothing major. I sat up, rubbing my shoulder and staring down at Tamara, who was doing NBA-worthy squirming on the dirt. Val rushed to her, the medic bag slung over her shoulder, bouncing against her tiny frame. She fell on her knees next to Tamara and put her hand on Tamara’s leg where she was holding it.

“What was that?” Coach snarled as she stomped toward us.

“I called for it.” I rotated my shoulder around, trying to work out the pain.

“I did!” Tamara screeched. If she had, I didn’t hear her. I had no idea if she was lying or not. She hadn’t been on the team during sophomore year, so I hadn’t had any interaction with her until the camp. There was a good chance she believed all the things the others had said about me.

I licked my lips, wishing I’d remembered to put some lip balm in my pocket.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.