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Show She was somewhat happy that she'd let Pilar make the final basket and somewhat disappointed. Pilar needed the recognition, but maybe Miss Fites would think that now she, Kim, couldn't shoot under pressure. She dressed as quickly as possible in the locker room, but not fast enough to avoid Carol Ann, who was just coming into the locker room as Kim was dressing. "Cheer up, kid. When you're as good as I am, you'll play the whole game too." Kim flashed a dirty look at Carol Ann and slipped her arm into her green sweater, making her way through the steam from the showers and passed the equipment room. Miss Fites was putting the basketballs back on the shelf. "Not bad." Miss Fites called out. "The team really worked together like a club." Kim stopped, pleased that coach had noticed her. "And you have a lot of potential for a freshman. I may start you the next game." Kim swelled up inside, feeling a sudden forgiveness towards Miss Fites for not putting in the game sooner. "And even Pilar surprised me." Miss Fites finished placing the last ball on the shelf and turned toward Kim. "You know, I think you taught Pilar more working with her after practice than I could have in a whole season." "Thanks," said Kim. All at once, it didn't seem to matter to her that she'd hardly played. She smiled at the coach and walked slowly of the gym, feeling like a hero 124 |