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But It’s a Really Long Song Chapter 6: The New Mims in Town

Analyn, Darna, and Rosamie Mims were new to Johnathan High, coming in from a small town appropriately named Village Central. Rosamie was a freshmen, Analyn a sophomore, and Darna a junior. They were all fairly close when it came to sisters. Darna was pretty protective of her younger sisters, especially Rosamie, of whom is very gullible and looks at the world with wide-eyes, seeing the good in everything. Analyn was much more grounded in reality, a calm spirit against Rosamie’s childlike energy and Darna’s short fuse. 

It was no surprise that when the three sisters entered the red brick building of Johnathan High Rosamie ran off to find her locker, not waiting a second for her sisters that were trailing behind her.

“I’ll see you guys later! I gotta get my stuff to my locker and get to class!” Rosamie’s brown hair, tied tight into a high bun, bounced just as energetically as Rosamie herself. Analyn rolled her eyes a bit in amusement, soon waving a quick goodbye to Darna before strolling to her locker as well, with much less enthusiasm than the youngest.

Darna made her way to her locker, pausing for a second to see a girls basketball sign-up sheet pinned to the wall about four or five lockers down from her new locker. The junior put her bag away and grabbed one of her notebooks and tore a page out. She went over to the pinboard and looked at the information splayed before her.

Johnathan High Girls Basketball

Coached by James Seaburg

Admission Fee: $145 (But can be arranged for monetary issues, or for family plans)

First Practice: October 28th, 4:30-6:30pm; First Game: November 29th, 6:00.

For other additional information, contact the Johnathan High Athletic Board:

XXX-XXX-XXXX

Hope to see you there, girls!

Darna smiled and wrote down the information and the number in her chicken scratch handwriting. She’d have to tell Rosamie and Analyn about this, they’d all finally be able to play together! 

As Darna daydreamed about this as she stuffed the note into her jean’s pocket, a light tap on her shoulder broke her from her wondering. 

The girl she turned to had deep brown skin and even darker, large, chocolate eyes. Her hair was weaved intricately with golden ribbons down the lengths of the black braids. Her smile was crooked, her teeth having a gap in between them, making her look involuntarily younger than she probably was. She had on a white muscle shirt with the Nike swoosh on it, and a black sports bra. Her legs were covered with tight black joggers and she had on bright red converse. 

The girl’s golden hoop earrings swished through the air slightly as she held out a hand to Darna, who shook it with a little confusion. Why was she…?

“Hi, my name’s Jaqueline.” She nodded to the sheet of paper behind Darna. “You plan on playin’ basketball here? I saw ya writin’ stuff down.” Darna nodded and Jaqueline smiled brightly, and crossed her arms casually.

“Awesome, man! What position do you play?” Darna relaxed at the question, finally easing herself into the sudden conversation with a soon-to-be teammate.

“I played post.” Jaqueline nodded and looked her up and down, obviously sizing her up.

Darna wasn’t a very “post-looking” player. She was tall, sure, but she was skinny and looked like she could be blown over with a slight wind. 

“I play better than I look like I would.” She said and Jaqueline startled a little bit and Darna gave a little huff. Jaqueline scratched behind her head, embarrassment obvious at being found out what she had been thinking of.

“Sorry, it’s just yer so skinny! For a post at least.” She said and sighed, smiling. “‘Course, you prob’ly get that all the time.” Darna shrugged and smiled at Jaqueline. She was an honest one, which Darna liked.

“My sister, Analyn, plays a good point. My sister Rosamie’s shot is off the charts, at least when she’s confident.” Darna bragged and Jaqueline grinned and slapped Darna’s back, surprising the bragging girl a little.

“I’ll bet so! Well, I better get to class, so I’ll see ya around…?” Jaqueline trailed off, waiting for Darna to finish her sentence as Jaqueline started to skadaddle down the hall.

“Darna Mims,” she smiled, all teeth, “and yeah, I’ll see ya around Jaqueline!” Darna waved as Jaqueline did and the girl with the weave turned around and began to weave herself through the hallway that was flushed full with students.

Reinvigorated to remember not to forget to tell her sisters and parents about basketball, Darna made her way down the hall.

As Darna skillfully dodged rushing teenagers down the confusing halls of Johnathan High, she saw her sister Rosamie talking to a girl with frizzy black-hair. Her sister was probably chatting the girl’s ear off, judging by the slightly annoyed light that lit the girl’s dark blue eyes. Rosamie didn’t notice (or didn’t care) and kept rambling about something or other, pushing her black-framed glasses back up with a tan finger when her motions got too sporadic for them to stay still.

Seems like she’s already making friends, Darna thought with a gentle turn-up of her lips. It was an age-old truth that with Rosamie, you could put her into a room full of strangers and at least walk out with three new friends.

Rosamie must’ve said something funny as the bitter-looking pale girl smirked at something her sister had said, before quickly schooling her expression back into it’s aloof look. Darna smiled at this and made her way towards her first class, Political Science.

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#26 Part A Starring: DeBoeuf, Martin IV, Leinweber, Fitzgerald, Zimolczak & Seaburg

#26 Part A Starring: DeBoeuf, Martin IV, Leinweber, Fitzgerald, Zimolczak & Seaburg

Lake in the Hills- Very nice! Enjoy this one. Three great coaches, 2 awesome players, Big Pete & yours truly. Does it get any better?? Maybe…. Enjoy!

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Your first trade for Friday, March 17

The “Fast Money” traders shared their first moves for St. Patrick’s Day.

Pete Najarian was a buyer of Bank of America.

David Seaburg was a buyer of Coach.

Dan Nathan was a seller of the Health Care Select Sector SPDR Fund.

Guy Adami was a buyer of Pfizer.

Trader disclosure: On March 16, 2017, the following stocks and commodities mentioned or intended to be mentioned on CNBC’s “Fast Money” were owned by the “Fast Money” traders: Guy Adami is long CELG, EXAS, GDX, INTC, Guy Adami’s wife, Linda Snow, works at Merck. Pete Najarian owns calls: AA, AAL, AMJ, AKS, BVN, BZH, C, CCL, CHK, CLF COP, CRM, DAL, ECA, ETP, GILD, GE, HMY, KORS, K, MAR, MRO, MT, P, PAA, POT, RIG, RIO, USB, UAL, UNP, XLE, WFT, WLL, USB, QVCA, ZIOP. IS LONG: AAPL, BAC, CL, DLTR, DIS, EBAY, EMR, GILD, GE, GM, HAIN, HUM, IBM, INTC, JWN, K, KMX, KO,KORS, LUX, MAR, MDLZ, MOS, MSFT, MRK, MRVL, ORCLE, RL, KMX, TRN, UNP PFE. OWNS PUTS: AFSI, PSC. Dan Nathan is long SPY May put spread, VIX long March call spread, XLV long APR-June put spread, xli long June put spread. David Seaburg: Opinions expressed by David Seaburg are solely his own and do not reflect the views and opinions of Cowen Group, Inc. David Seaburg and Cowen have a financial interest in EDIT. Diamond Offshore: an employee of Cowen and Company, LLC serves on the Board of Directors of Diamond Offshore.

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Your first trade for Friday, March 17

The “Fast Money” traders shared their first moves for St. Patrick’s Day.

Pete Najarian was a buyer of Bank of America.

David Seaburg was a buyer of Coach.

Dan Nathan was a seller of the Health Care Select Sector SPDR Fund.

Guy Adami was a buyer of Pfizer.

Trader disclosure: On March 16, 2017, the following stocks and commodities mentioned or intended to be mentioned on CNBC’s “Fast Money” were owned by the “Fast Money” traders: Guy Adami is long CELG, EXAS, GDX, INTC, Guy Adami’s wife, Linda Snow, works at Merck. Pete Najarian owns calls: AA, AAL, AMJ, AKS, BVN, BZH, C, CCL, CHK, CLF COP, CRM, DAL, ECA, ETP, GILD, GE, HMY, KORS, K, MAR, MRO, MT, P, PAA, POT, RIG, RIO, USB, UAL, UNP, XLE, WFT, WLL, USB, QVCA, ZIOP. IS LONG: AAPL, BAC, CL, DLTR, DIS, EBAY, EMR, GILD, GE, GM, HAIN, HUM, IBM, INTC, JWN, K, KMX, KO,KORS, LUX, MAR, MDLZ, MOS, MSFT, MRK, MRVL, ORCLE, RL, KMX, TRN, UNP PFE. OWNS PUTS: AFSI, PSC. Dan Nathan is long SPY May put spread, VIX long March call spread, XLV long APR-June put spread, xli long June put spread. David Seaburg: Opinions expressed by David Seaburg are solely his own and do not reflect the views and opinions of Cowen Group, Inc. David Seaburg and Cowen have a financial interest in EDIT. Diamond Offshore: an employee of Cowen and Company, LLC serves on the Board of Directors of Diamond Offshore.

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But It's a Really Long Song Chapter 3: Mayu Ito, Jaqueline Kimiki, and Lizzy Phenton

The thump thump thump of the basketball hitting the floor as Mayu held her hand up for her follow-through, sweat beading down her pale face, sounded like magic to her ears. She smiled brightly into the fluorescent lights above. She put her arm down when she heard the gym door open, turning to look at the source of the movement. 

Lizzy Phenton, the talk of the school, walked through, angry expression and bad attitude in tow. 

Mayu was surprised, to say the least when she saw the small girl making her way towards her, Lizzy’s fists clenched tightly, her steps faint, even against the echoing of the gym’s roominess. 

Jaqueline, having seen the girl walking in, looked to Mayu, a question in her bright green eyes. “Do you need help?” Mayu locked gazes with her for a second, but then decidedly shook her head “No”.

“How can I help you, Ms. Phenton?” Mayu said to the freshmen when she got close enough for a comfortable talking distance. Lizzy mumbled, her already tightly clenched fists tightening even more than before. Mayu was a little nervous that Lizzy would cause her hands to bleed if she kept that up.

“Sorry, I couldn’t hear you.” Mayu requested kindly, hoping for the girl not to take offense to her poor hearing, even if it was Lizzy’s fault for talking so quietly.

“Mr. MacNamara said I needed to join a- an extracurricular.” She paused, and Mayu gave her a look with a gentle “go-on” look about it. “So I decided basketball.” She trailed off at the end, and it dawned on Mayu.

She’s nervous.

Mayu, now with this revelation, smiles softly at the young girl before her, and nods slightly.

“Alright. We start next Wednesday, the 28th.” Lizzy looked a little lost at the sudden acceptance of her being on the team. She then put on her normal expression, one of cool aloofness, with the corners of her lips and her eyebrows dipped-down slightly.

“W-What-” Lizzy cut herself off, blushing slightly at her stuttering and her face goes a little angrier than before, no doubt frustrated with herself. Mayu merely waited patiently, hoping that being quiet would help more than pressuring her to answer by prompting her.

“What do I n-need to bring to practice?” She asked softly and quietly. Mayu thought for a moment.

“Well, you’ll need basketball shoes, sports clothes, basketball socks, a water bottle…” Lizzy waited quietly as she waited for Mayu to finish her thought, beginning to chew on the inside of her cheek while she did wait. She hated talking to people, especially when they got all quiet and left a huge silence. She never knew if she was supposed to fill it or not? Is that what you’re supposed to do?

“...Hey, are you listening?” Mayu asked with a concerned look on her face. Lizzy snapped out of her thoughts and blushed profusely, glaring down at the floor. What does she do now? It was so rude of her not to listen! What is she supposed to do? She can’t say she wasn’t paying attention! What…

While Lizzy was working herself up into quite the tizzy, Mayu looked at the girl, and saw her chest heaving up and down a little bit more than normal, her breaths coming short and quick. Mayu immediately realized what was going on and began to talk quietly to the girl.

“Hey, it’s alright. No harm done, yeah?” She said and Lizzy whipped her head up from glaring at the ground to glaring at her. Mayu had to admit, Lizzy could put on quite the mean face if she wanted to, if it wasn’t for her eyes that were sparkling in frustration, and tears welling up at the edges of her dark blue eyes. 

“Hey, calm down, it’s alright Lizzy. I’ll just repeat what I said, okay?” Mayu spoke calmly to the silently freaking out girl. “It’s no big, don’t sweat it.” Lizzy’s guarded look was back full force, and her breathing seemed to be back under control.

Mayu cleared her throat and repeated what she said, going over to her bag as she did so, Lizzy tailing not very far behind.

“You’ll need to have one of your parents sign this permission slip, do a physical, and pay the pay-to-play fee.” Mayu said and handed Lizzy the papers. 

“You can get a physical at the school for free on the 26th. Just make sure you hand me or Coach Seaburg the physical before the 28th, otherwise you can’t play until you get it in.” Lizzy nodded and sorted through the papers with a careful eye. She then nodded her head again, probably in affirmation.

“Thank you.” Lizzy quietly mumbled, and turned around to the big gym doors and exited, letting the weighted door close silently behind her. Jaqueline, who had been practicing shooting up until now, walked her way over to Mayu and gave her a questioning look.

“What’d Phenton want?” She asked, though Mayu was sure that she had been eavesdropping on them. Mayu shrugged.

“Mr. MacNamara wanted her to join an extracurricular, so she chose the basketball team.” Mayu said simply and jogged lightly over to her forgotten ball on the floor, picking it up and dribbling it lazy as she stalked back over to a lost-in-thought Jaqueline.

“Hmm, I’ve heard some rumors that Phenton and Goings don’t get along real well.” She gave Starr a look. “That could cause a lotta problems.” Jaqueline turned to the basket again and set up to shoot. It bounced off the rim slightly, and fell to the floor with a resounding thud.

“Personally, I’m not too fond of the girl either. The few times I’ve seen ‘er she’s been yellin’ at something or other, or not payin’ attention in class.” Jaqueline paused. “‘Course, I don’t know the girl all that well, so I can’t be certain of ‘er.” Mayu sighed and went over to pick up the ball that Jaqueline had just shot. She passed the ball back to Jaqueline, who responded with a quick “thank you”.

“Want my opinion?” Mayu asked, and Jaqueline nodded with a small “‘Course.” 

“I think that Lizzy just has a rough life. Plain and simple.” Jaqueline moved her mouth to interrupt, but Mayu held a pale hand up in response. “It doesn’t excuse her actions, especially for yelling and getting pissy with those who don’t deserve it. But,” Mayu paused, “if you would’ve seen her a minute ago, I think you’d be on the same page as me. I think her anger is just misinterpreted.” Jaqueline raised one thick black eyebrow and her deep brown eyes asked the question for her.

“She was really anxious when she was talking to me. She got really mad at herself when she messed up a couple words.” Jaqueline opened her mouth into a tiny “o”, getting what Mayu was saying.

“So yer sayin’ that Phenton’s probably just anxious, an’ that’s why she’s so pissy all o’ the time?” Jaqueline said and Mayu nodded and smiled. 

“Yeah, but,” Mayu sighed, “she always could just be a jerk anyways. That was the first time I’ve talked to her, after all.” Jaqueline shrugged and shot the ball again, this time it made it with a gentle swoosh of the net.

“Guess we’ll find out next Wednesday.” Jaqueline said simply and Mayu smiled and nodded.

“Suppose you’re right.” She ran to the ball cart, unaware of the watchful eyes of Lizzy Phenton watching the two girls from the small crack in the door. As Mayu ran forwards to grab another ball, Lizzy shut it gently and speed-walked away from the gym for real this time.

Mayu thought she saw the door move, but when it didn’t for another second, she shrugged it off and went to pick up another basketball, not thinking anything of the slightly-weird occurrence. 

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But It’s a Really Long Song Chapter 8: The Mims: The First Practice

When Rosamie walked into Johnathan High’s gym, she didn’t expect to see Lizzy Phenton standing there, looking awkward as she held the ball with unsure hands. Her frizzy black hair was tied tight into a ponytail, making a massive mane of hair explode from the back of her head. She was either looking at the floor or at the ball, never seeming to decide which one was better. 

Her sisters, Analyn and Darna, noticed where she was looking and Darna smiled knowingly.

“‘S that your new friend, Rosie?” Darna asked and the littlest sister shrugged a bit, shifting her gym bag from one shoulder to the other. Analyn watched Lizzy with careful eyes, analytical.

“She’s not my friend per se, but I think we’re almost there!” Rosamie whispered excitedly and Darna ruffled her sister’s hair with affection. Analyn stopped watching Lizzy to turn her attention towards her sisters, a tired smile on her face.

“Come on, we gotta get ready, practice starts in about twenty.” Analyn began to make her way towards the doors that led to the girls’ locker room. Soon though, her sisters shoved her out of the way, to which Analyn made an affronted noise.

“What the hell, you two!” She yelled, but her sisters weren’t listening. They were racing, presumably. Rosamie was a little quicker than Darna, but Darna had the advantage of just fucking throwing her bag right at Rosamie’s back oh my God-

“You two, behave!” Analyn yelled, stomping over to help Rosamie up, and glared at Darna who just scratched her head sheepishly. Analyn just sighed, wondering why she had to be the voice of reason between them. She wasn’t the oldest, it was supposed to be Darna’s job dammit!

“Let’s go get ready. Calmly.” Analyn glared and her two sisters nodded, Rosamie picked her tossed back off the ground, same as Darna. 

As they were passing by, a tall Hispanic girl walked by the sisters, head down, feet shuffling across the wooden gym floor. She was fiddling with her hands and muttering to herself, probably trying to self-soothe herself.

Poor girl, Analyn thought as she opened the door to the girls’ locker room. When she opened the door, she was met with loud voices and laughing. Rosamie had no second thoughts before rounding the corner of the locker room, and smiled brightly at the prospect of meeting her new teammates.

Before the girls in the locker room noticed the sisters, the sisters took in the room and the girls themselves. One tall girl of asian descent was talking with an equally tall, but much more bulky girl that Darna recognized as Jaqueline. They seemed to be talking about basketball, go figure.

 In the corner of the room, two girls were getting changed together, and talking as they did so. The girl with dark brown hair must’ve said something funny, as the girl with the short-cut brown hair stopped pulling up her shorts to ugly-snort at whatever she had just said. The girl who said the joke pointed and laughed the girl, a twinkle of fondness in her deep brown eyes.

In the other corner, there was an African-American girl talking with three other people, one of them of Hispanic, judging by her soft accent when she spoke in kind to the others. A skinny, tan girl with gold-rimmed glasses shoved the Hispanic girl with a hand, laughing as she did so. The blond-haired girl tied her hair up, revealing hearing aids that adjourned her small pink-tinted ears.

 A very tall girl with a high, strawberry-blonde bun that sat atop her head walked towards where the three sisters were standing, bumped into Darna on accident as she had been fiddling with her water bottle and a toy in her hand.

Darna, thankfully, took it in stride and asked if the girl was okay. The tall girl looked a little fearfully at the sisters, before her eyes darted away from all of their gazes, refusing to meet any of theirs. 

“Y-yes. I am okay. S-sorry for bumping into you.” She quickly made her exit, eyes trained towards the floor, shoulders high and tight. Darna tried to reach out, but Analyn gripped her reaching hand and shook her head.

“I don’t think she’d like being touched.” Analyn said simply and Darna nodded, not quite getting it, but she knew her sister was usually right about these kinds of things, so she listened without argument. 

Rosamie took this opportunity to run off without either of her sisters knowing, skirting away quickly to throw on her practice clothes and tie up her short, dark brown hair. When her sisters noticed this, they quickly followed suit and got ready, leaving before any of the other girls in the locker room noticed them.

When the sisters walked out and began their way towards the ball cart, Analyn noticed that the really tall girl was talking quietly to the girl with the black hair, which sort of surprised the middle sibling, as she expected both of them to stick to themselves. Maybe they knew each other?

Rosamie, once again, ran ahead and grabbed a ball and dribbled confidently towards the two quietly conversing girls, too fast for Analyn to gain control of her; to tell her that they were talking and that she shouldn’t interrupt.

The youngest Mims sister, unsurprisingly, interrupted the two girls, leading to the tall girl to turn away and play with her toy as Lizzy looked a little lost at the sudden interruption.

“Hey, Lizzy! Who’s your friend?” Rosamie nodded her head towards the girl not facing them, obviously not picking up on the girl’s discomfort.

“Their name’s Nova.” Lizzy answered and Rosamie nodded and ran around to try and meet the tall girl’s, now known as Nova, gaze. Nova turned away again, and Rosamie, still not picking up on Nova’s discomfort, tried again. 

She was stopped when Lizzy grabbed her arm and yanked her away from Nova and back to her side. Rosamie looked confusedly at Lizzy, and the black-haired girl huffed a breath and set her slightly-annoyed expression on her freckled face.

“They’re autistic, they don’t like being forced to look at someone, or talk for that matter. They’re nervous.” Lizzy explained matter-of-factly and Nova turned around to look at Lizzy with a slightly concerned expression on Nova’s face.

“I-I’m not nervous…” They trailed off, and Lizzy shook her head and took Nova’s hand gently, surprising the tall girl.

“You’re allowed to be nervous, isn't that what Markus tells you all the time?” Lizzy said and Rosamie remembered slightly of the other Phenton twin, Markus Phenton. Rosamie thought that she was intruding on a special, tender moment between the two girls and finally left the two girls alone.

When she went back to her sisters, Darna cuffed her on the back of the head. Rosamie whined and rubbed her head, while Analyn shook her head and looked at the youngest with a knowing glare.

“You should know better than to bother people that don’t want to talk, Ros.” Analyn shook her head and Rosamie properly bowed her head in shame.

A few minutes later, all the girls from the locker room filed their way into the slightly-too-cold gym, each grabbing a ball and beginning to shoot or practice moves. Rosamie, Analyn, and Darna began to play a quick game of pig.

The entire gym was interrupted from their lazy goofing-off when the gym doors were opened and a man with crutches walked in.

“Hello, girls. Baseline!” The coach yelled and every girl went to put their ball back, some sprinting, some taking a leisurely jog to the ball cart. 

When all of the girls were lined up, some shaking with excitement, others with nervousness, and some with apathetic expressions on their face, the coach made his way to the middle of the floor and Rosamie could see that he was missing part of his left leg.

“My name’s Coach Seaburg.” He looked at the girls and smiled a little ferally. “Seems like we got a couple of new faces.” He pointed right at Lizzy and said with a small smirk, taking in her small frame and unsure posture

 “What’s your name, shorty?”