The Million-Dollar Heart

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.

any

entire class looked at her with

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

a stir among the students of Class Eighteen, who all looked at Anna

okay?”

great.” Percival nodded in approval, having noticed

frustration as he glared at the boys of Class Eighteen. “Are you guys really going to let a girl

boys of Class

have to do it then.” Vivienne said with

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look at

her

finger, cocking

some reason, even though Vivienne was smiling, Oberon

no, that’s not what I meant.” He quickly waved his hands, not daring to

position will you play?” Logan

guard?” Vivienne suggested

the organizer of the team’s offense. They didn’t need to be particularly tall, but they did need to have excellent control over the game and timing of passes.

Oberon were skeptical but didn’t voice their doubts. Anna seemed

have objected even if

they 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.

One walked onto the court with his four–man team and saw the lineup of Class Eighteen, they all

a bunch of wimps?” Tristan couldn’t help but scoff. “You even have two girls on your team? And isn’t

just thought it would be too easy to beat you guys, so we put two girls on our team to give you

you guys lose