The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 163

Tristan and Arabella shared a knowing glance before they turned on their heels and strolled back to their cluster of classmates, the boys who’d chosen to participate in the game.

However, the mood in Class Eighteen was quite somber.

Logan frowned as he looked at the boys in his class, frustration evident in his voice. “Guys, are you really that scared? We’re a class of over twenty boys, and only Oberon and I have the guts to step up?”

Counting Percival, they were still short of two players.

“Well… we’re afraid of losing…” A boy mumbled weakly. “We aren’t exactly known for our skills in basketball. If we lose, Mr. Ellington and Ms. Vivienne would have to kneel down to that jerk in public.”

After he finished speaking, he shot nervous glances at Percival and Vivienne.

“We can’t just lose without even trying!” Oberon was nearly livid with the cowardice displayed by his classmates.

Where had the spirit of Class Eighteen gone?

But the boys just looked at each other, still hesitant to step forward.

“Fine, I’ll do it.”

The students of Class Eighteen turned to look in surprise as a girl with short hair and a rather unremarkable appearance stepped forward. She was wearing a loose–fitting sports uniform and sporting silver–rimmed glasses. She addressed Percival amid the surprised stares of her classmates.

“Mr. Ellington, can girls play too?”

“Do you know how to play basketball?” Percival asked, eyeing her doubtfully.

Vivienne gave the girl a once–over. She remembered her name was Anna. An average–looking girl with middling grades. Anna was practically invisible in Class Eighteen.

The only thing that made her stand out was her height. She was at least 5’8” and was always seated at the back of the class, often tucked away in the shadows whenever Vivienne visited.

Vivienne hardly had any impression of her.

everyone by surprise. The entire class looked at

and dribbled it all the way to the three–point line. She jumped up, took a shot, and scored. All

the net, causing a stir among the students of Class Eighteen, who

that okay?”

nodded in approval, having noticed that Anna’s basketball skills

awe and frustration as he glared at the

Class

to do it then.” Vivienne said with her hands

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to look

Oberon looked at her skeptically, the same doubt he

it on her finger, cocking her head to look at Oberon. “You don’t think

Oberon saw a glint

meant.” He quickly waved his hands,

Ms. Vivienne, what position will you play?”

guard?” Vivienne suggested with

guard was the organizer of the team’s offense. They didn’t need to be particularly tall, but they did

but didn’t voice

have objected even if she wanted to play center and compete for

decided on the positions. Percival was the small forward, Logan was the power forward, Oberon was the center, Anna was the shooting guard, and Vivienne was the point guard, forming

team.

team and saw the lineup of Class

scoff. “You even have two

be too easy to beat you guys, so we put two girls on

you guys lose

Their

already displeased with this new

favor.

lose dignity by losing to Class Eighteen? After all, they genuinely loved

game quickly began. A senior PE teacher who happened to be around was serving as the referee