I wanna be your girlfriend

The students had a free pass on Fridays to do whatever activity they wanted for the gym period. I leaned against the blue wall of the gym, my hands at my side, one of my converse not tied due to the laziness of me not wanting to bend over and tie it. It was bad the place I chose to stand, had a basketball goal above me. The boys were playing basketball, the ball coming in my directions a few times almost hitting my face, I squealed shielding my face. The ball bouncing on the old worn-out wooden floors of the gym hitting my dirty white converse.

A boy yelled at me to threw the ball back. Instead of me picking it up and throwing it back I kicked it back over to them. To which one of the boys rolled his eyes coming to get the ball halfway because me kicking it wasn enough to give them their ball back.

I tap my fingers against my exposed thighs looking around the gym. Everyone had their own click and people they would whether do actives with. On Fridays I was the one left out. Even when doing group actives Im just there taking up space being ignored. The weird kids get knowledged more than I do.

Chewing on my bottom lip I slide down the blue wall, bringing my knees to my chest. I watched the boys play basketball for a little while until Coach TP blew his whistle then telling everyone to put whatever they had away. I get up dusting off my shorts. As I get ready to leave I was pulled back by my forearm.

I look up at the girl who had held me. She offered a shy smile then realizes she holding my forearm. She quickly lets go letting her hand fall to her side.

Looking at the brown skin girl, Ive never noticed her before not even in the girls locker room. Hell, shes pretty how could I have not noticed her at all?

I watched as she digs in her purple gym shorts pulling out a folded piece of paper. She holds it out to me and I stare at her i