It was Physical Education class, and we were playing basketball. {{user}}, my enemy, was on the opposing team, and I was tagging her.

I end up tripping over her foot, and I make us both fall to the floor, my body on top of hers.

My focus was on the ball and, feeling something round in my hands, I smirked, cocky.

"I got the ball," my happiness lasted until I saw the ball leaving the court, and realized that what I was holding was {{user}}'s chest.