I smiled at my image in the mirror, my dark brown curls were parked neatly into a ponytail with a few short lose strands falling over my face, I had washed off the little mascara I wore this morning and stuck to just mild lipgloss. Two hazel orbs were peering at me and offering me silent encouragement. Rubbing my sweaty palms over my jersey shorts, I smiled one last time at the brunette then turned and bounced out of the girls locker room admist whispers and gossips and barged into the basketball court.
Everyone heads instantly pivoted to my direction, including Coach who was seemingly surprised to see me appear in the same jersey which caused a ruckus few weeks ago.
"Jenny, it's nice to see you again but I thought I made it clear to you not to come here without my permission bedsides, I don't have any intentions of getting rid of Bianca when she did nothing wrong." Coach Martin apprehended me in a cool tone.