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Show to do with my not making the team." "That bird fluttered around the nest in a tizzy like there had just been an earthquake, and then you know what he did?" "He started building the nest again?" "Exactly. And that's just what you'll do if you don't make the team; You'll start all over again. When do you find out anyway?" "Three o'clock." "Well it's five after now. Let's go." Kim hopped up and followed Mimi across the lawn to the gym. All the way there she kept thinking of the sparrow spending all that time on his nest for nothing. For nothing. What if she-didn't make the team? A hundred hours thrown to wind. By the time she arrived at the cork bulletin board in front of the gym, Carol Ann Martin was in the center of a tight cluster of girls. Above the other voices, Kim could hear Carol Ann. "Miss Fites put a freshman in over Welker. It's not fair. Welker played on the team last year." "I'll bet you were the freshman," whispered Mimi. "I don't know," said Kim standing on the fringe of the group. "Leicia Thompson was awfully good, and Pilar shot better than I did in the first part of tryouts." Mimi held out her hand. "Twenty five cents on it?" 89 |
