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Today a girl comes up to us while we're playing soccer. I stop the ball and stand still to look at her. She's wearing jeans with lavendar polka dots, and a light blue swaeter with a cat's face on it. "I like your sweater." I tell her. She seems a lot older than me. Her honey-blonde hair swings when she walks." Thanks." she replies, then adds,"May I ask what you were doing yesterday?"
"It's complicated." says Jesse. I like Jesse. I wish shedidn't think of herself as such a geek. It sort of brings her down. But she's a great soccer player. The goal I scored yesterday was one of my first. I think the TC boosts my confidence. But back to the story. "It's complicated." "But come over here and we'll explain it." says Astrid, who recognizes a good recruit when she sees one. I think Nicole Riley (that's the girl's name) is joining the club!
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During our soccer game a girl walks up and asks what we're doing. I don't know who she is, though she looks much older than me. We tell her what the TC is, an she seems to like the idea. She tells us her name is Nicole Riley. C.J. And I look at each other and C.J. nods. I step closer to Nicole and say:
"Nicole, would you like to be part of the Tomboy Club? Do you want to pledge your allegiance to the flag of the United Girls of the Tomboy Club? Do you want to break away from your previous life and become an official tomboy? Shall we bestow this glorious honor on you?"
"Is it really that complicated?" She asks
"Nah, I'm just trying to talk importantly-ish and make this sound like the most serious thing in the world." I reply
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@Lindsey R. Nicole is your charrie right? If so, I need you to post whether she joins the club or not.
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"Um, okay. I'll join." "Okay, your in." "Wait." A tall girl with messy chestnut hair steps up. "We should test her. Just to make sure." "Okay, test it is. What should the test be?" "You," the dirty blonde-haired girl says, pointing at me, "think of a sport. Any sport will do, and that will be your test." "Archery." It was the first one to come to my mind. "Okay, archery. You have to beat at least one of us at archery. If you do, you're in the club." "I have some bows and arrows at my house, plus some targets. I can bring them to where ever my test will be." "Let us decide where to do it." They all huddle in a group and whisper for a second, before they emerge. "We will do it at my house. I'll write my address down for you." She takes a piece of paper from her pocket, grabs a pencil from her backpack, jots down her address, and hands it to me. Just then, the bell rings to go back to class.
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Is the dirty blond haired girl C.J? Is it at her house or was hat someone else?
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It was CJ. And it's at her house.
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Jesse~
So. A competition. I would rather not participate, but I suppose it will be rather cool. Walking back to my classroom, I'm wondering if she will actually succeed. Even if she beats us… Never mind.
I will know soon enough.
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~Joan B.~
*Ding-Dong*
"I'll get it!" I shouted over my shoulder to my Mom. Peering through the window, I instantly saw it was Nicole. After grabbing my skateboard, I went to answer the door.
"Hi Nicole!"
"Hey Joan."
"What's up?"
"Well, did you see some girls playing on the soccer field yesterday?"
"Yah, I did. I was going to see if you wanted to approach them and ask what was going on."<!–break–>
"Well, I already did, and,"
"Wait you did? What happened? What were they doing? Tell me everything!" I interrupted her excitedly. After explaining to me about the Tomboy Club, Nicole told me they invited her to join. But in order to join, she had to pass a test.
"I have to beat at least one of them in a sport of my choice."
"What sport did you choose?"
"I chose Archery. In fact, I'm going to the address they told me to go to right now! Care to join?"
"Of course! I wouldn't miss it for anything!"
Nicole smiled, after giving me a playful nudge.
"Well, what are we waiting for? Let's go!"
Before leaving, I wrote a quick note to my Mom telling her I would be home in time for dinner, then quickly rode off on my skateboard to follow Nicole.
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"D-d-d-dingggg bzz donnnng," our broken doorbell rings.
Jackie runs to open the door and tells me: "It's Nicole and…… a friend of hers."
I run to the door and greet Nicole.
"Are you ready for some archery?" I ask.
"As ready as I'll ever be," she says.
"I'll go set up the target. You can come with me if you want," I tell the girls.
They follow me out the back door and sit in the shade of our weeping willow tree while I retrieve the target, bow, and arrows. When the target is set up, Jackie and I explain the rules to Nicole.
"You get a few minutes to practice, then it's show time."
"For the test, you have ten shots, and you have to get a certain number of points."
"The white is worth 2 pts, black is worth 3 pts, blue is worth 4 pts, red is worth 5 pts, the first yellow is worth 6 pts, and a bulls-eye is worth 10 pts."
"Your goal is to get at least 25 points with you're ten shots."
"Good luck, if you forget how to do something, we'll show you."
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I'm gonna let Lindsey R. Post about how her charrie does.
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I knock an arrow in my bow, and walk fifteen paces away from the target. I pull back the string, and let go. It hits next to the bullseye. Okay, 19 points to go. I shoot another arrow. Another 6. I keep shooting, getting either bullseyes, or just outside of it. By the end, I had around 80 points.
Sorry it's short.
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