The buzzer rang and Brocklynn sprinted down the court dribbling the ball next to her feet bouncing with each step she took.I sat on the bleachers watching the game in my disguise from the people. As people cheered I sat on the bleachers watching Jaci in the stands tying, and untying her shoes. I could tell she tied her shoes when she's nervous, so I crept behind the coach and knelt down by her chair.
"You don't have to do this" I reminded her while placing a hand on her shoulder.
She shrugged me off "Yes I do. If I play this game then I could get my scholarship back, I can prove that I'm not-" she paused
"I'm not broken."
"You don't need to prove anything." I snapped "If they can't see your talent then its their loss. I can pay for your college I have the money-"
"Save it harry." she said coldly and walked up to the coach to be subbed into the game.
She got onto the court and the crowed cheered. the announcer began to speak as the ref blew the whistle to start the game.
"Now Jaci here is an interesting case, Jaci Cook played on her team all the way up to districts before finding out she had cancer."
Jaci got the ball and passed it to Brocklynn who shot and missed. The ball hit the rim and bounced back into Jaci's arm where she began to back-court the ball and try for another shot at the basket.
"Remarkably Jaci was able to beat her cancer and play today." The announcer looked at his co anchor and continued "You know Leslie, it was just yesterday that she got out of the hospital."
"Really John?" Leslie gasped
"Yeah. She's almost superhuman to be able to play after such a traumatic experience."
Leslie responded "I wish I could have seen her before the cancer got her when she was good."
I could see the energy leave Jaci's body with remorse as she tossed the basketball missing the board and bounced it out of bounds.
"And she misses!" John adds "Leslie, I don't think you missed much."
Although nobody else was listening to the announcers, I was. That was my Jaci they were talking about, and I didn't like It at all.
"Someone stop them! That's cheating or something!" I screamed over the crowd of cheering fans. Nobody was listening to me.
I ran over to where Jaci stood frozen, looking at the spot where she threw the ball.
"Jaci don't listen to them! they're just trying to get into your head! prove them wrong."
Jaci slowly turned her head over to me with horror struck on her face. she stood frozen with the look of terror plastered on her face when the rest of the players came to her side of the court. she looked around with the same facial expression until she was passed the ball. she studied the ball in her hand before looking up and collapsing to the ground.
I took my hat and sunglasses off and ran to her side.
"Its Harry Styles!" people shrieked with delight.
people gathered around and paid more attention to me then to the girl on the floor out cold. I picked up her hand and listened for a pulse in her wrist. Nothing. Tears began to well up in my eyes and I looked around.
"Somebody call an ambulance. help me someone." I whaled and cradled Jaci in my arms
People cheered for me. Nobody paid a single shred of attention towards her, and it made me furious. I picked her up and carried her towards my bodyguard waiting outside the gym room.
My bodyguard took me to the hospital where Jaci was placed back into the room she was in before.
I sat anxiously on the chairs outside the room.
Thinking about the past events, I began to ponder. For the first time I realized how hard it was to be famous. I always get crowds of girls, but in my time of need, I never realized none of them were there for me when I needed my fans most. I stood in a crowded room screaming for help, but nobody even took a glance.