Jen felt she was going to burst from all the laughter building up inside her. "He pulled out his pocketknife and named it!"

Just tehn, she turned tosee Peter, walking up to them wiht a smile. "Guess what? ZAch adn I made the team!"

Kayla covered her mouth with her hand. "Did he really?" At that moment Peter walked up, telling them that he and Zach made the team. "That's fantastic!" Kayla said, giving Peter a high-five.

Peter gave each of them a hug, barely able to contain himself. FIrst game is thursday night. "You all should come!"

"And watch us POWN," added Zach, adding to the huddle of the We Are So Glad Justin Won the Case Gang.

At soocer practice, everyone was divded into teams to do a drill. Peter faked left then right at the first player, then kicked the ball to Zach.

I'm not the only one on the team, Zach mouthed to Peter, but took the ball anyway. Peter's feint was so HSM, but whatever.

Someone else was running towards him, about to charge Zach. No one else was in sight. It would have to be a hospital shot. Hoping Peter was able to hear his telepathy, he kicked it over back to Peter.

Peter saw the ball coming towards him and felt someone try to grab at him, as he rushed towards the ball. Thinking quickly, he kicked the ball with all his might before the other person could get to him.

"Go Peter!" Jen yelled from the sidelines. To watch Peter play soccer really got her blood pumping.
"Peter's horrible at soccer, so why are you rooting for him?" a voice said from behind her.
Jen turned to face the speaker. It was Miranda, and as nasty as ever. "Hello, Miranda. I root for him because he's my friend."
"Pretty pathetic friend, don't you think?"

Lyn was sitting next to Jen, when she heard Miranda's rude comment. "What are you talking about?"

"Jen and Peter and their pathetic friendship," Miranda answered with a smug little smile on her face.
"Their not pathetic!" Lyneya exclaimed. "Only you would think that. You have no friends and it's no wonder that you don't!"

Practice was over, and Peter rushed towards the sides, sweat dripping from his wavy hair. He grabbed his water jug and saw that Miranda was near Jen and Lyn. He was not going to let her continue harrasing them. He walked over to the bleachers. "Leave Jen and Lyn alone, MIranda!"

"I haven't done anything!" Miranda said. "I swear, I didn't even raise a hand."
Jen glared at Miranda. "Though she is telling the truth," she began reluctantyly, "she's been harrassing us with her talk."

Peter ran a hand through his sweaty hair. "I thought as much. She also thinks I'm a girl, so whatever she says to you, don't believe it."

"I wasn't planning on it," Lyneya said.
Miranda still didn't leave. "That's because you look like a girl, Peter. You're hairs WAY too long. Frankly, I was happy when Mr. Pole pulled out your hair."

Peter fingered the back of his hair, which only reached mid-neck. "It's not long, it's short. And while we're at it, you're hair is way too short I almost think you're a boy!"