A book of quick reads. |
| “We haven’t got a prayer of making the volleyball team, not with him trying out.” “I know. I just don’t know how I’ll face my dad.” The two athletes cursed the new kid in school who was smashing the ball over the net from every angle as if he were the entire team. Unable to reach the ball first or even offer an assist, they could only stand and watch as he attacked every serve with one of his eight long arms. “Krissy told me that she went out with him and he was all over her like an octopus.” Word Count:100 Written for "The Micro-Fiction Challenge" Week 9 Prompt: The tryouts |