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Authors: Chanda Hahn
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“Mina Grime is unable to participate in any sports due
to the hazard to other students’ health.” The teams began their
draft; Mina knew her name wouldn’t be called anytime soon, so she
continued attacking her laces. She was wrong.
“ Mina!”
It wasn’t hard to miss his golden voice
calling her name over the crowd of students, loud and clear, and
she froze in her spot on the grass. When she didn’t immediately
come forward, he called her name a second time. Mina attacked her
laces with a vengeance and finally stuffed her foot into the last
shoe. The girls around her parted, and everyone saw her scramble up
from the ground and wipe furiously at the grass clinging to the
back of her shorts. She took a deep breath, carefully tucked her
ponytail over her shoulder, and walked toward the voice that had
called her name.
Her face turned bright red again when she
walked over to Brody. He smiled widely; she frowned at him and took
her place on his team. She could see the glares she was getting
from half of the girls and the incredulous looks from all the
boys.
What was the most popular boy in school
doing, picking the slowest girl to be on his team? Once again, the
whispers followed, and she could make out some mean-spirited
name-calling. But she didn’t care. She raised her chin proudly and
swore to herself she would try hard, and not let Brody down. As
long as she didn’t get the ball, she would try to pretend she knew
what she was doing.
The infamous flag football draft continued
with the rest of the boys being picked, followed by the girls. Mina
watched as Tiffany was placed on the red team, followed by Pricilla
Rose on the yellow team. One by one the girls were divided.
Wide-eyed with disbelief, Mina was flabbergasted that Brody
purposely avoided picking Savannah White for his team. As
mathematical fate would have it, she ended up on the opposing team
as the last girl standing, a spot that was usually reserved for
Mina.
It was an awkward moment,
but not for long, as Savannah threw Mina her renowned mean-girl
glare, which meant stay out of my
way . After the kick-off, the yellow team
received the ball and made it to the forty-five-yard line before
losing a flag. When they lined up for the second down, Savannah
placed herself opposite Mina.
She couldn’t help but compare herself to the
extremely fit cheerleader and knew that Savannah was out to
embarrass her. This only fueled Mina’s fire, and she was going to
take her down and not humiliate herself in the process. Well, easy
enough—as long as Brody didn’t pass her the ball.
But that wasn’t what the hot, sweet,
sensitive guy did. He added fuel to the flame by placing the ball
in Mina’s hands.
“ Are you crazy?” she
hissed.
“ Run!” He laughed and
slapped her on the back.
Mina stared at the ball in her hands and
looked up at Savannah’s face, which turned downright ugly as she
ran straight for Mina’s waist and came away with two yellow flags
only seconds into the play.
Mina was humiliated, and she had to go
retrieve the flags from the place where Savannah snottily threw
them to the ground. She reattached them and decided it was going to
stop here and now. The bullying, the name-calling. She couldn’t let
Nan fight her school battles for her. She was a Grimm, wasn’t she?
She’d fought bears, dragons, Reapers, but she couldn’t handle a
single mean-spirited girl?
Mina gritted her teeth, dug her heels into
the ground, and reached deep within herself to a hidden place that
she didn’t know existed. She was only just learning the
capabilities that came to all Grimms when they repeatedly dipped
into the Fae power.
Her feet began to tingle,
as if they had fallen asleep, and her hands grew warm. She could
have sworn that she could even hear better. Her breathing picked up
as her muscles flexed, and a maniacal grin formed on her
face. Is this what it’s like to actively
touch the Fae power?
Savannah frowned when she saw the confident
look
to the hazard to other students’ health.” The teams began their
draft; Mina knew her name wouldn’t be called anytime soon, so she
continued attacking her laces. She was wrong.
“ Mina!”
It wasn’t hard to miss his golden voice
calling her name over the crowd of students, loud and clear, and
she froze in her spot on the grass. When she didn’t immediately
come forward, he called her name a second time. Mina attacked her
laces with a vengeance and finally stuffed her foot into the last
shoe. The girls around her parted, and everyone saw her scramble up
from the ground and wipe furiously at the grass clinging to the
back of her shorts. She took a deep breath, carefully tucked her
ponytail over her shoulder, and walked toward the voice that had
called her name.
Her face turned bright red again when she
walked over to Brody. He smiled widely; she frowned at him and took
her place on his team. She could see the glares she was getting
from half of the girls and the incredulous looks from all the
boys.
What was the most popular boy in school
doing, picking the slowest girl to be on his team? Once again, the
whispers followed, and she could make out some mean-spirited
name-calling. But she didn’t care. She raised her chin proudly and
swore to herself she would try hard, and not let Brody down. As
long as she didn’t get the ball, she would try to pretend she knew
what she was doing.
The infamous flag football draft continued
with the rest of the boys being picked, followed by the girls. Mina
watched as Tiffany was placed on the red team, followed by Pricilla
Rose on the yellow team. One by one the girls were divided.
Wide-eyed with disbelief, Mina was flabbergasted that Brody
purposely avoided picking Savannah White for his team. As
mathematical fate would have it, she ended up on the opposing team
as the last girl standing, a spot that was usually reserved for
Mina.
It was an awkward moment,
but not for long, as Savannah threw Mina her renowned mean-girl
glare, which meant stay out of my
way . After the kick-off, the yellow team
received the ball and made it to the forty-five-yard line before
losing a flag. When they lined up for the second down, Savannah
placed herself opposite Mina.
She couldn’t help but compare herself to the
extremely fit cheerleader and knew that Savannah was out to
embarrass her. This only fueled Mina’s fire, and she was going to
take her down and not humiliate herself in the process. Well, easy
enough—as long as Brody didn’t pass her the ball.
But that wasn’t what the hot, sweet,
sensitive guy did. He added fuel to the flame by placing the ball
in Mina’s hands.
“ Are you crazy?” she
hissed.
“ Run!” He laughed and
slapped her on the back.
Mina stared at the ball in her hands and
looked up at Savannah’s face, which turned downright ugly as she
ran straight for Mina’s waist and came away with two yellow flags
only seconds into the play.
Mina was humiliated, and she had to go
retrieve the flags from the place where Savannah snottily threw
them to the ground. She reattached them and decided it was going to
stop here and now. The bullying, the name-calling. She couldn’t let
Nan fight her school battles for her. She was a Grimm, wasn’t she?
She’d fought bears, dragons, Reapers, but she couldn’t handle a
single mean-spirited girl?
Mina gritted her teeth, dug her heels into
the ground, and reached deep within herself to a hidden place that
she didn’t know existed. She was only just learning the
capabilities that came to all Grimms when they repeatedly dipped
into the Fae power.
Her feet began to tingle,
as if they had fallen asleep, and her hands grew warm. She could
have sworn that she could even hear better. Her breathing picked up
as her muscles flexed, and a maniacal grin formed on her
face. Is this what it’s like to actively
touch the Fae power?
Savannah frowned when she saw the confident
look
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