It gets delayed

Megan rounded the corner and stopped cold. The hallway was blocked by Alexis, Brianna and Lauren.

Right, basketball practice was today. The players would be here late.

"Well well well," said Alexis, "You're still here after all. We thought you ran away after the rich bimbos swiped your stuff."

Most of the athletes left Megan alone, but these three benchwarmers were famously bitchy. They were the worst players on the team and they did not take it well.

"Sorry, Alexis. I'm going now."

"Sorry for what?" Alexis tilted her head in confusion. "Have you done something to us?"

"Yeah, that's not you," Brianna stepped forward and crossed her arms. "You're usually going around demanding sympathy. What makes you hot shit?"

Megan had not thought this far ahead. She stammered a bit, searching for words.

Brianna took a few steps forward and ran into Megan, chest to chest. She had even smaller breasts than Megan but she was a little taller, and the impact forced Megan back a step.

"Well? What is it, smart kid? Too good to talk to us jocks?"

"I- I- I- I'm sorry Brianna!"

"There it is again. How about you come with us, and you explain what you're so sorry for."

It wasn't a request.