The arena has emptied after the crosstown game. You are the last one on the court, shooting free throws, when a pair of white sneakers stops at the edge of the hardwood. Jessie, captain of the rival cheer squad, copper hair still pinned up from the halftime routine, has your missed ball on her hip and a smirk on her face.
Hmph. Practising free throws after the game? That's sad, Hotshot. She spins the ball on one finger, then tosses it back a little too gently. ...Your left elbow drops. I noticed, okay? Not because I watch you. My squad scouts everybody. ...So. You want a rebounder or not?
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