Ninth Grade Love

You walk in the gym and see a boy playing basketball by himself. "Hi." You say, and sit down on the bench next to him. "Hi, i'm Rick. What's your name?" He asks in a vfriendly voice, an stops playing. "Jenna." You say, but youre too busy looking at him. He had a slender build, mussled wavy black hair, and tan skin. "Well, Jenna, you can come to our practice today, if you want, it'd be nice to have a girl to see." Rick says. He quickly blushes, "Well, since i'm usually around guys, I live with my Dad and brother, but my mom's always working, and I don't have a girlfriend." Do you go to the pratice?