The story she carries

rs squeaking on the polished floor. Christopher, stood beside her, offering words of encoura

Christopher said, handing her a ball. "We

to dribble the ball. Christopher moved alongside her, offering t

cern and... something. Cynthia didn't notice, too caught up in the thrill of the game. But a

hristopher said, high-fiving

accomplishment. Margaret, on the other hand, l

ourt. She started to enjoy the feeling of the ball in her hands, the sound of th

ed at first, but with his guidance, she began to grasp the techniques. Margaret watc

tegy and teamwork. Cynthia listened intently, feeling grateful for the opportu

rned to Christopher and smiled. "Thanks

"No problem, happy to help

idn't notice, but Christopher caught Margaret's gaze and smile

immering beneath the surface. As they walked off the court, Cynthia turned to

le. "I'm fine, just a

But as they walked, she couldn't shake the

se to Christopher. She had a crush Christopher since third grade tho she never told her friend about it. She always try to act like she's less concerned about stuffs like that to Cynthia but deep down she was a really soft girl. Cynthia was lost in thoughts. She was thinking about what ju

ped Cynthia in front of her house, she came down from the car and without saying a word to Margaret, she went into her house. Margaret became even more angry at th