I stood in the mirror and watched myself. I wore a black leotard which captured my hourglass figure pretty well. My breasts were huge, even made a little cleavage. My waist skinny, and my thighs large, God really took her time when he formed this Venezuelan beauty that is me.
Marisa came over and hugged me from behind. "Hey, good luck out there,"
I held her arms for a short while and we broke off our hug. She looked at me in the mirror as well, she plated the fishnet on my head. And dug in her sling bag to grab a red flowery Aliceband, the flowers looked like they were on fire which spoke to me. "Marisa, aww. I love it,"
She kissed me on the cheek. I pointed at the mirror, "how do I look? And be honest,"
She scanned me and shook her head. "What? You look amazing,"
"Thanks. I feel so naked."
Jessica walked up to us. She wore the same black leotard, the first thing I did was search for her bulge. But it seemed to me that she pulled it to the back because I couldn't see it. She folded her long slender arms and smirked. "Ready?"
She's so fake. I used to like her a lot but each time I see her I want to cry.
"Hmm... Bessy..."
"It's... Bethany, The Bethany Wright," Marisa corrected. But leave her to let her say what she wants.
"Barbie, I wasn't talking to you,"
"Being called, Barbie could never be an insult. It just implies that you wanna kiss me. Now, skedaddle because this," she pointed between us all, "disrespect, will NOT be tolerated,"
Jessica parted her lips to say something but Ms Janis came into the girl's locker room and demanded attention. "Okay, girls and boys. I just wanted to say good luck on the field today. I know this has been a dream to many of you and today your dream might become a reality. Kick arse out there and do your absolute worse. After all, this game is about the beauty of death, Jessica!"
Jessica went over to Ms Janis, who acted strangely today. Normally she would be downright a bitch towards me but not today. She was friendly and I appreciate that.
Marisa turned to me and gave me two thumbs up with an enormous smile plastered on her face. "Good luck again, and have fun out there,"
I giggled. "Thanks, and thanks for standing up to Jessie for me,"
She didn't reply. She just grinned and was off.
Ms Janis had us all stand in two rows, boys and girls and told us that in official games the two teams would be called and when we hear our school's name, we go on the field. But right now we just followed her onto the field.
There weren't many spectators, a few supporters and a few actual fans who came to see the try-outs. We said The Phoenix Rite and got on our birds which were already on the field. I stood on the cement field, soon it will be covered in ashes. The field was large, and enclosed by the stadium seats that are all around us.
The game has 24 players, 12 boys and 12 girls. But today we were about 100 who tried out. We had to fight until there were either 12 girls or boys. The twelve is automatically on the team. But in this case, 11 boys because one boy has a certified spot.
Karan ran onto the field, why he was late? I had no idea. He wore sporty which caught me by surprise. I didn't know he was also trying out.
"Oh, everyone. This is Karan, he's from Tah-bani and he was on their team. He was the best player and now he'll be joining us. Please give him a warm welcome," Ms Janis welcomed.
We all clapped hands and cheered. We started the game, even if Karan wasn't already promised a spot, he would've been on nonetheless. He was real good, he killed fast. Burning witches with his natural flame. I joined him, I didn't know that was allowed.
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