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The whistle sounded, interrupting Chelsea’s ly

Violet’s head snapped up as she tried to explain: "I didn’t have a partner, and Chelsea and Jules are letting et in trouble for disrupting drills It was bad enough that she had no talent on the court; she didn’t need to lose points for being a troublemaker too

"Well, it looks like it’s your lucky day I found you a partner Ambrose, Sorrells, pair up!"

Violet’s stomach sank

Perky and athletic, Jacqueline Sorrells joined Violet at the line, her glealed in her snug-fitting gyet for being late; I get paired with you" She was already holding a basketball and she tossed it gently--as if Violet was somehow handicapped--across the few short feet that separated the two of theht the ball, she clapped her hands, her shiether to forirl!"

"Knock it off, Sorrells," Chelsea chimed in from beside Violet as Jacqueline found her spot beside Jules

Jules stared down at Jacqueline, her eyes narrowing The look on her face--the unabashed distaste--was ht of her Jules ave the best dirty looks, and her support for her friends was unwavering

Jacqueline tried to glower back but she was no match for Jules, and she was the first to look away She flipped her ponytail and lifted her hands, signaling to Violet that she was ready

Violet shoved the ball away fro toThe ball was supposed to go straight to her partner, landing directly in Jacqueline’s hands--a clean line froht and bounced about four feet in front of her partner

"Nice job, Special Ed" This tiirl’s voice, just bitter sarcasm

Jacqueline took off after the ball and when she returned, finding her spot again, she shot it straight at Violet, this ti back