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I please drop the essay off first thing tomorrow morning? You can dock me points for handing it in late. I will have it done. I just can’t get it to you before five o’clock today.”
“Young lady, if I give you special treatment, then every athlete in this school is going to expect the same thing. If you can’t handle your workload, you need to drop some course. It is not my fault your paper isn’t finished. It’s on my desk today by five or it’s a zero.” His pushed his thick glasses up the bridge of his nose.
He ticked her off. Or maybe it was the fact that he was right. She knew she should have finished the freakin’ paper on time, but she didn’t. She never asked teachers for extensions. She had the legit excuse of practice. If he didn’t believe her, then screw him. “I guess I’m going to have to deal with a no mark, then.”
Mr. Dab stared down at her. “From what I recall, you need that paper’s grade, or I’ll be seeing you again next year in my class.”
She had no intention of taking his class again. Whatever . She would find another course that would cover it before she graduated. She had another five semesters to finish. Screw him! She shrugged, clenching her jawline tight. “Guess I’ll be seeing you around then.” She stepped wide around him and didn’t look back as she continued down the hall. She hoped his mouth was hanging open in surprise.
As she rounded the corner of the hall that led to the indoor track, she had to blink rapidly to stop the sudden urge of tears that filled her eyes. She knew she had screwed up, but he could have been a little nicer about it. Just given her an extension or docked points or something. Thank goodness she hadn’t done that much work on the stupid thing. She swallowed back the ache in her throat and pushed her shoulders back as she opened the fieldhouse doors that led up to the track.
At least she could go see Carter after practice now. She grinned. Maybe she’d sleep with him tonight. ‘Bout time we had proper sex .
Her grin widened into a smile.
Chapter 7
Jani decided to put all her concentration into practice. Coach Maves wanted to work on technical stuff and Jani was all for slipping on her high jump spikes and working on her approach. Track offered the escape from the stupid parts of life. She didn’t have to feel bad about not finishing her paper or dropping out of Mr. Dab’s class. In fact, as she worked through her warm up and saw Maves dragging out the high jump equipment and she completely forgot about the incident ten minutes earlier.
“Jani!”
She turned to her right at the sound of Aileen’s voice. “Hey, girl!”
Aileen jogged over. “I got your text but didn’t see it till after I was here. Sorry.”
Jani waved her hand. “No worries.”
“You plan on swimming after practice? Or icing down in the athletic therapy room?”
Jani shivered. “No ice. Plus,” she said, pointing to Coach Maves carrying the high jump pole, “I’m high jumping today.” She fist pumped as they walked to the indoor marked track and began running warm up laps. She ran beside Aileen for four laps and then settled on the infield to stretch as Aileen ran another four or six laps. The two hundred meter indoor track always made warm up seem longer because it took twice as many laps as the outdoor track to hit eight hundred meters. Coach Maves required warm up to have at least half a mile. Jani hated long distance running so she always did the minimum. When Aileen moved in at the end of August, Jani had started doing a lot more running with her roommate but now she began falling back into her old habits. They would have their preseason meet in about a month and she wanted her legs to have a bit of freshness to them. Too much distance meant flat springs in the legs in her opinion.
Aileen dropped down beside her and immediately began hurdle stretching, one leg out straight in front of her and the other bent at the knee and behind her. She
“Young lady, if I give you special treatment, then every athlete in this school is going to expect the same thing. If you can’t handle your workload, you need to drop some course. It is not my fault your paper isn’t finished. It’s on my desk today by five or it’s a zero.” His pushed his thick glasses up the bridge of his nose.
He ticked her off. Or maybe it was the fact that he was right. She knew she should have finished the freakin’ paper on time, but she didn’t. She never asked teachers for extensions. She had the legit excuse of practice. If he didn’t believe her, then screw him. “I guess I’m going to have to deal with a no mark, then.”
Mr. Dab stared down at her. “From what I recall, you need that paper’s grade, or I’ll be seeing you again next year in my class.”
She had no intention of taking his class again. Whatever . She would find another course that would cover it before she graduated. She had another five semesters to finish. Screw him! She shrugged, clenching her jawline tight. “Guess I’ll be seeing you around then.” She stepped wide around him and didn’t look back as she continued down the hall. She hoped his mouth was hanging open in surprise.
As she rounded the corner of the hall that led to the indoor track, she had to blink rapidly to stop the sudden urge of tears that filled her eyes. She knew she had screwed up, but he could have been a little nicer about it. Just given her an extension or docked points or something. Thank goodness she hadn’t done that much work on the stupid thing. She swallowed back the ache in her throat and pushed her shoulders back as she opened the fieldhouse doors that led up to the track.
At least she could go see Carter after practice now. She grinned. Maybe she’d sleep with him tonight. ‘Bout time we had proper sex .
Her grin widened into a smile.
Chapter 7
Jani decided to put all her concentration into practice. Coach Maves wanted to work on technical stuff and Jani was all for slipping on her high jump spikes and working on her approach. Track offered the escape from the stupid parts of life. She didn’t have to feel bad about not finishing her paper or dropping out of Mr. Dab’s class. In fact, as she worked through her warm up and saw Maves dragging out the high jump equipment and she completely forgot about the incident ten minutes earlier.
“Jani!”
She turned to her right at the sound of Aileen’s voice. “Hey, girl!”
Aileen jogged over. “I got your text but didn’t see it till after I was here. Sorry.”
Jani waved her hand. “No worries.”
“You plan on swimming after practice? Or icing down in the athletic therapy room?”
Jani shivered. “No ice. Plus,” she said, pointing to Coach Maves carrying the high jump pole, “I’m high jumping today.” She fist pumped as they walked to the indoor marked track and began running warm up laps. She ran beside Aileen for four laps and then settled on the infield to stretch as Aileen ran another four or six laps. The two hundred meter indoor track always made warm up seem longer because it took twice as many laps as the outdoor track to hit eight hundred meters. Coach Maves required warm up to have at least half a mile. Jani hated long distance running so she always did the minimum. When Aileen moved in at the end of August, Jani had started doing a lot more running with her roommate but now she began falling back into her old habits. They would have their preseason meet in about a month and she wanted her legs to have a bit of freshness to them. Too much distance meant flat springs in the legs in her opinion.
Aileen dropped down beside her and immediately began hurdle stretching, one leg out straight in front of her and the other bent at the knee and behind her. She
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