Part Three of LOOONG Volleyball post

So I set the bottle on the bench.

The bottle teetered right off the bench.

The bottle shattered.

The bottle emptied its prized contents all over the locker room floor.

The locker room was instantly taken over by the pungent aroma of concentrated alcohol mixed with the unmistakable scent of popularity. I was crushed. Visions of me sitting with my lunch tray propped on my lap as I sobbed in the girl’s bathroom ran through my mind. My life was definitely over. I would be forever the girl who ruined the juice of the goddesses. My face was scarlet with embarrassment and shame.

Then the strangest thing happened.

Molly and Carli hurled themselves at the floor and rubbed their wrists and arms in the pool of cologne not seeming to mind that little shards of swan were everywhere. They emerged from their frenzy and encouraged the rest of us to soak up the stuff.

We all did.

We all slathered the glass and perfume remains up and down our arms and didn’t think twice about it. If Molly and Carli were doing it… it must be the thing to do. Reeking of Vanderbilt Perfume our entire team left the locker room to cross the tiny gym floor.

The gym was full of spectators watching the 7th grade team. Since our game was over, we (the 8th grade team) were told to sit and watch.

Parents, students and teachers all crowded on the 4 rows of bleachers this little gym provided. We sat on the first row of bleachers to watch the rest of the 7th grade game. Did I mention it was a small gym? Did I mention that the locker room was right off this small gym? Did I mention that Santa decided to bring me the largest VAT of Vanderbilt Perfume? Did you happen to catch that all of the 8th grade volleyball team was soaking wet with Vanderbilt Perfume.

I still recall the pinched faces of the row of parents directly behind us and the looks we got from our coach. I still recall the scene of Molly and Carli lapping up the stuff with their dainty little wrists. And I still recall the AWFUL tang of that swan clad cologne in the purple box.