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Show motions of guarding her. With each crouch, each spring, Kim crouched and jumped in her mind, reaching up to block the ball. Crouch, leap, block. It was a natural sequence for Kim, not like most girls who jumped up and down and blocked with flailing arms, as if they were drowning at-sea. Laura's brother had taught her to block rhythmically, matching her motions to the shooter. In tryouts, just as Pilar goes for the basket, thought Kim, I can knock away what Pilar thinks is an easy shot. It always rattles my confidence when people do that to me. Pilar will loose Her concentration and start missing even easy baskets. But after watching Pilar play for the next half hour, Kim was more nervous than ever. 'How nice that you're going to play on the basketball team.' The words kept recycling like a bad dream over and over in her mind. She should have picked another topic... something like astronomy. At least Mrs. Parker wouldn't have expected her to go up in space. For the next few weeks, Kim avoided Pilar as much as possible. It was difficult to compete against someone she liked, and Kim wanted to make sure there was no chance of her getting to know Pilar. 70 |