Mr. Wilson was extra mean today during volleyball practice. I was so tired that I left the

field to go get some water. And yes, you guessed right, I didn't ask him for permission.

"Get over here for a minute Samantha!"

I stopped in my tracks. I turned around slowly, still not believing that he actually caught me.

"Mr. Wilson..." I tried to explain myself but he cut me short.

"You know the rules..."

I started to jog round the court...silently cursing. I ran for about three laps before he blew his whistle.

"See what good exercise does for you? You can leave now." I went to the changing room where my best friend Margot was changing, panting heavily.

"Girl, you need a shower!" She exclaims, holding her nose.

"Is it that bad?"

"Yeah...you should really shower." Another girl in my class says, handing a bar soap to me.

"Fine." I say collecting the soap and towel while sniffing my underarms. Yuck! I think.

I hate showering in public...especially not in school. I reclucantly enter the bathroom and shower, feeling refreshed. At least,I don't smell like skunk. I reassure myself. Things go on normally and I get home to recieve the shocker of my life.