The school had few students, so naturally, few attended PE class simultaneously.
With Bella’s addition, they finally had enough for a full volleyball match with twelve girls.
She hadn’t brought any specific sports gear.
Who knew that there would be four consecutive PE classes? Her previous experiences of PE were limited to shot put and standing long jump, not the high-intensity volleyball match she was now thrust into.
Had her predecessor come, she would surely have felt the deep malice in the surroundings.
Playing volleyball would have been a disaster with her predecessor’s poor physical condition and coordination.
Now, Bella felt confident. Although she had never played volleyball, her confidence was apparent. Why fear? Not just the girls. Even if the boys joined, they couldn’t beat her.
She rummaged around and picked a slightly oversized gray T-shirt as her top, tying it at the waist to reveal her smooth, glossy midriff, a great way to flaunt her abs. She paired it with dark blue shorts and sports shoes, her long legs perfectly showcasing what it meant to be a “leg model.”
Dramas of bullying new students in the changing room, like beating, pulling hair, or slapping, wouldn’t happen here, but the inevitable comparisons among the girls were unavoidable.
As soon as Bella took off her coat, she noticed several girls standing around her, eyeing her.
Sneaky looks. Others were watching her, and she was watching them.
No worries, there was no competition!
These classmates were ordinary girls, planning to randomly choose a college to attend after high school, party outside, breathe in the air of freedom and democracy, and then return to take over their parents’ jobs in the town for the rest of their lives.
They wouldn’t enter beauty pageants or become celebrities, so they didn’t need surgeries for explosive figures.
They had love handles and thicker arms, and one girl seemed to have slightly bowed legs to Bella’s eyes.
Even if Bella didn’t stand out in some respects, being influenced by her ancestor, the Pirate Queen, her slender waist, long legs, and porcelain skin were enough to overshadow these girls.
“Hi, I’m Jessica.”
“I’m Danielle.”
“I’m Angela.”
The girls’ names were widespread, and Bella, having been around for only a month, already knew more than three Jessicas! Such a lack of distinctive names!
The girls showed goodwill, and Bella did not act aloof and engaged in a warmly superficial chat with them.
Bella quietly assessed and observed each girl’s role once more.
Among them, Jessica had the most appealing looks, probably the belle of the class or school before Bella’s arrival. Angela, the dark-haired girl, even wore glasses while playing volleyball, undoubtedly severely nearsighted.
Bella couldn’t help but ask, “Isn’t it problematic to play with glasses on?”
Angela’s answer was textbook perfect: “I love sports! Volleyball is my favorite!”
The girls quickly changed and started today’s match.
Volleyball was something Bella had heard of but never played. She didn’t understand the rules and played very cautiously.
Volleyball matches had no time limits and were played in a best-of-five sets format, meaning a game could last a long time theoretically.
Three minutes into the game, Bella was wholly reassured.
She might not understand the rules, but these girls’ skill levels were enough to understand them.
They were playing terribly!
Angela, who claimed to love sports and volleyball, would instinctively dodge whenever the ball flew towards her.
Jessica, the former school beauty, kept shouting, trying to set the pace of the game and organize counterattacks, but Bella could tell she was conserving energy.
Why conserve energy? How fresh! Four consecutive matches would be a massive physical demand even for professional athletes, let alone ordinary girls.
During puberty, no girl wants the boys to see her exhausted, sweaty, panting, and disheveled.
Bella could only conclude that the PE teacher who scheduled four consecutive gym classes was a complete idiot, especially since one couldn’t just say they hated sports in this environment. Four-Eyes Girl passed by Bella, panting like a bellows, sweat streaming down her glasses. She discreetly wiped it off, then excitedly proclaimed her love for volleyball!
The girls lacked strength and skill, and their coordination was sloppy. The first game ended quickly, and despite the other team conserving energy, Bella’s side lost.
In the second game, Bella began to exert herself.
Initially, her role was to assist and set, but once she began to unleash some of her true strength, she became the main attacker and took on a significant portion of the blocking duties.
If bullet traces were visible, a volleyball was not a challenge.
Bella alone took on the significant roles of attacking and blocking.
This was a godsend for the taller, glasses-wearing girl, who struggled with blocking. Now, she just needed to go through the motions to get through the game.
Bella used her near-professional athletic abilities to block, spike, and pass at critical moments. The tactics were almost non-existent—all about strength, speed, and keen eyesight.
This team sport usually relies on technique and coordination, but exceptional physical fitness can also play a decisive role.
Bella quickly set the pace of the game. Her teammates weren’t exceptionally skilled at coordination, but recognizing her stellar performance, they intentionally created opportunities for her.
A volleyball match had no fixed duration; finishing earlier meant they could rest sooner.
Watching the boys play basketball was a treat; being watched by them, not so much.
Bella’s prowess overwhelmed the six girls on the opposite team; they simply couldn’t keep up with her speed.
On her side, morale was high. Of the four matches, aside from the first, they won the remaining three.
During a break, Bella even dug into her pocket to treat her teammates and the opposing girls to drinks, which further thinned her already meager wallet but invisibly improved her popularity.
During the break, she didn’t forget to harvest some spiritual strength.
“Jessica, can you rub my wrist a bit? That last hit was kind of harsh.”
“Wow! Your skin is so nice!”
“Yours isn’t bad either.”
“No way, you’re lovely.”
“I think so too, thank you.”
“???”
Under Bella’s overwhelming charm, the former school beauty and Glasses Girl became her best friends in less than two days, even if they were just fair-weather friends.
The girls were beautiful, athletic, and generous but couldn’t refuse her joining them. As for academics? What was that? In Fox Town, it’s all about happy education!
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