The next day, the Great Lawn is filled with flying girls trying to out-stunt or out-tumble each other. The HoneyBees are in the front rows soaring through the air. Rows of pink-and-gold aerials flip around the lawn and before I can catch my breath, back handsprings are tumbling toward me. If I had to bet, I’d say some of these Bees were doing somersaults before they could crawl.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ She Drives Me Crazy by Kelly Quindlen
You would think, based on the fact that I’ve played varsity basketball for three years now, that I know how to score a basket.
You would be wrong.
“Zajac!” Coach screams, waving wildly at me. She’s only using my last name because she can’t remember my first name. “No more shots! Give the ball to someone else!”
It’s almost as humiliating as the air ball I lobbed up a second ago. I play shooting guard, so I’m supposed to, you know, shoot, but this is the third time I’ve taken a shot that hasn’t even touched the rim. The ball is usually so controlled in my hands, but tonight it’s like I’m chucking a giant potato through a wind tunnel.