He’s got a bit of a rebellious streak and sharp tongue, especially when he gets into it with people.
Boys in the sa grade don’t dare to ss with him, and even those in higher grades steer clear.
Probably because he’s so outstanding, he quickly caught the attention of a few boys in seventh grade.
They arranged to have a basketball ga together.
The fifth graders versus the seventh graders, all around ten years old, might seem childish and rebellious in hindsight. But at the ti, stepping onto the court ant carrying an air of "I’m the best."
The ga began with both sides exchanging tough talk.
Grace Winter was pulled along by Helena to watch the ga; she wanted to go herself too, "Hayes Edwards said I couldn’t co to see him."
Helena waved it off casually, "He only said not to find him, didn’t say you couldn’t watch the ga."
Grace thought about it and felt it made perfect sense.
Hayes Edwards was considered the most well-known student in the elentary division. From sixth graders to first graders just starting school, nearly everyone had heard of his na.
Rumor had it that he was a frequent visitor to the office, and he was great at gaming and solving Rubik’s cubes. But he was also quite hot-tempered and not easy to approach.
The ga hadn’t been going for long before the seventh graders scored first. Of course, Hayes’s side wasn’t willing to back down, keeping the score tight.
At Dawn Light Middle School, basketball was a required practice in physical education, so everyone knew the rules of the ga.
Since it was after school, more and more students gathered to watch. Most were from the elentary division, so Hayes had the loudest cheers.
Grace stood among the crowd, and she and Helena were pushed to the front.
She didn’t dare cheer out loud, worried Hayes would be unhappy if he saw her.
The match lasted half an hour, and in the last ten minutes, the crowd had mostly dispersed.
In the end, Hayes’s team won by two points.
As they were leaving, a few seventh graders, still dissatisfied, challenged them, "Co to school on Saturday if you’ve got the guts, we’ll have another match!"
Dawn Light Middle School’s basketball court was open on weekends, but only to students of the school, and they needed to inform their horoom teacher beforehand.
Hayes picked up his backpack from the ground, casually slinging it over his shoulder. He sneered at the boys, "Defeated losers, you guys are worthy?"
The seventh-grade boys were furious, even spewing swears.
But Hayes didn’t spare them another glance.
"So cool!" So lingering girls exclaid, covering their mouths.
If Hayes didn’t give off such an unapproachable vibe, they probably would have rushed over at that mont.
"Helena, let’s go," Grace tugged at Helena’s sleeve.
Before Helena could answer, Hayes heard them and looked over.
Grace instinctively turned to run, but the next second, Hayes caught her collar, "What are you doing here after school instead of going ho?"
"I..." She turned her head, unable to et his eyes, her voice soft and pitiful, "I ca to watch you play."
"Didn’t I say..." Hayes tugged his lips, too lazy to continue, "Hurry up and go ho."
He let go of her.
Grace hugged her backpack tight, "Got it."
As she was leaving, she took a couple of steps then turned back to look at Hayes, seeing he was about to get mad, she quickly said, "Aren’t you going ho?"
Hayes: "... Let’s go."
The two of them went ho together.
Regarding getting ho half an hour late, Hayes honestly explained and spoke for Grace, "She ca to see play."
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