他一言不发地转过身去，大步流星地离开了我。
I walked into the gym, lightheaded and wobbly. Idrifted to the locker room, changing in a trancelikestate, only vaguely aware that there were otherpeople surrounding me. Reality didn't fully set in untilI was handed a racket. It wasn't heavy, yet it felt very unsafe in my hand. I could see a few ofthe other kids in class eyeing me furtively. Coach Clapp ordered us to pair up into teams.
我头晕眼花，脚步不稳地走进体育馆。我游魂似的走进更衣室，在神思恍惚中换了衣服，只能模糊地意识到我周围还有别的人。直到我拿起球拍，真实感才完全回到了我的神智中。球拍不算很沉，但在我手里显得很不安全。我能看到班里的一些别的孩子在偷偷地瞄着我。克拉普教练让我们自己组队。
Mercifully, some vestiges of Mike's chivalry still survived; he came to stand beside me.
所幸迈克身上残余的骑士精神还在，他走过来站到了我旁边。
"Do you want to be a team?"
“你愿意和我一队吗?”
"Thanks, Mike — you don't have to do this, you know." I grimaced apologetically.
“谢谢，迈克——你真的不必这样做的，你知道。”我充满歉意地做了个鬼脸。
"Don't worry, I'll keep out of your way." He grinned. Sometimes it was so easy to like Mike.
“别担心，我会离你远远的。”他咧嘴一笑。有时候喜欢上迈克是件很容易的事。
It didn't go smoothly. I somehow managed to hit myself in the head with my racket and clipMike's shoulder on the same swing. I spent the rest of the hour in the back corner of thecourt, the racket held safely behind my back. Despite being handicapped by me, Mike was prettygood; he won three games out of four singlehandedly. He gave me an unearned high five whenthe coach finally blew the whistle ending class.
情况没那么顺利。我在原因不明的情况下成功地击中了自己的头部，而且在同一次挥拍打中了迈克的肩膀。这个小时剩下的时间里，我始终待在庭院的后角里，球拍被安全地握在了我的背后。尽管由于我的存在而有些吃亏，但迈克还是干得很漂亮：他独力赢得了四场比赛里的三场。当克拉普教练最终吹响了哨子，宣布下课时，他让我不劳而获地拿到了五分的高分。
"So," he said as we walked off the court.
“那么，”当我们一起走出庭院时，他说道。
"So what?"
“那么什么?”
"You and Cullen, huh?" he asked, his tone rebellious. My previous feeling of affectiondisappeared.
“你和卡伦，哈?”他问道，他的语气里带着反抗的意味。我早先的喜爱的感觉荡然无存了。
"That's none of your business, Mike," I warned, internally cursing Jessica straight to the fierypits of Hades.
“这跟你没关系，迈克。”我警告道，心里诅咒着杰西卡下十八层地狱。
