Innocence is Forgiven

"As long as we're on a team!" she smiled, getting on the court as prepared as she could go.

"Perfect!"

Miranda smiled and got in the back with the ball in one hand. "Ready, y'all?"

"Everyone better be!"

"TOO LATE!" she shouted with an unusually deep voice. Her competing voice was back. She shot the ball over the net and it hit the ground with a plop!

"Nice, Miranda!"

"Thanks!" she smiled and huffed, recieving the ball.

AFTER THE GAME

They had won, as usual. She smiled at Alex and grabbed his hand.

"Nice job, Miranda."

"You too." she looked down. This guy just might be the one....

"Thanks."

"Noooo proooblllemmm." she had then realized that someone was watching her. "Ummm....Alex? We gotta go, I can sware that dude over there is watching me."

"Really?" Alex looked over and recognized the guy as someone that followed him around and always wrote false stuff about him in the tabloids.

"Yeah, he's writing down stuff like a weirdo...like he's stalking me."

Oh, crap. "Let's just go. We need to get away from him."

"Alright." she looked back with wide eyes and snapped around.

"So, where to now?"

"Wherever. Just away from here."

"Let's get something to eat. I'm hungry!"

"Sure....I'm not exactly hungry but alright."

"So, know any good places here?"

"Nope!"

"Haha. All right, we'll just wander around until we find a place."

"Alrighty...."

"OK."

She turned around and narrowed her eyes. "He's...following....us!"