Tall Girls are Assholes

Sitting in the stands Brie was doing everything she could to not watch what was happening on the court. How had she allowed herself to be talked into coming here?

“I thought you liked volleyball? It was all you talked about a few years ago,” Alina said.

That was true. She used to love volleyball. That was before she learned that short people aren’t able to play. At least not when they were as short as she. It is a tall person sport, and there was no way around that.

“That was then,” she said, coldly.

“Well, I promised Jas I would be here, and I don’t know anything about volleyball so I thought you could help,” Alina said, sounding cheerful as ever.

They had been classmates a few years prior, and now when they ended up in the same dorm building, it was a given they would be friends again. After all, Alina was pretty much the only friend Brie had made so far in college. Alina had done a lot better and tagging along with Alina could help her meet more people too. That was before she realized Alina’s new friend from class was part of the women’s volleyball team.

“That’s her. Number 10. Jonesy. Wow, look at those outfits. They look awesome!” Alina said, cheerfully.

Brie looked down on the court too. Volleyball girls always looked good. Hot high socks. Tight, small shorts. Shirts that fit perfectly. Even if she didn’t like volleyball, and dislike tall women, she liked looking at them. Those long legs and fit butts just seemed to be everything her dreams were made of. Her eyes searched for number 10. She had long dark hair sitting in a ponytail. Not one of the tallest on the team, but certainly among the taller. Her ass having that amazing shape that only could come into fruition after years of high jumps on the volleyball court.

“She looks strong,” Brie said without thinking.

Alina turned to her, beaming one of her impossible smiles.

“I knew you would like her,” Alina said.

Brie was about to answer but quickly changed her mind. She was hot, but she was also a tall person. ‘Tall women are assholes’, she thought to herself. She adjusted her position on the bench to hide her growth between her legs. Alina knew all about her extra appendage, but she didn’t want to admit that tall women in tight shorts turned her on. Lucky enough Alina didn’t seem to notice.

The teams were lining up to start, and the crowd was cheering as the home team had the first serve. A tall, pale abomination took the ball and to Brie’s surprise, she took several steps away from the court. Could a lanky girl like that actually do a jump serve? In high school, the tallest girls usually didn’t have the coordination for it. She took two long strides forward, tossing the ball up high, and then she entered the air, soaring gracefully as if carried by wings, her pale skin almost shining, and her red hair bouncing in a knot on the back of her head. Her ghostly white hand started far back and swung what seemed to be way too slow, caressing the ball rather than hitting it. Despite the light touch, the ball beamed away, arching slightly over the net, and then dove suddenly without reach for the diving opponents. Brie gasped. What the hell was that serve?

It had been a few months since she gave up playing herself, but that urge was starting to boil inside of her. She had sworn to never play again after the last scout had told her she was too short. Before high school, she had been an attacker. Jumping up to strike the ball was the best feeling you could get on a court. Sadly, that had been impossible at high school, so she had stepped back to be the libero. It was accepted to be short in that position, but it didn’t hold at college level. Being only 5’0 allowed her to be quick, but it seemed like no school was willing to gamble on someone so small. 5’5 is what the top schools wanted in a libero. One of her teammates got a scholarship to Michigan State. Brie had dreamed about that too, but even if they said she was good, they seemed to think that there were players that were just as good, and with a longer reach, they would have more potential. The lower ranked schools didn’t offer full scholarships, but even with lower standards for length, it seemed she was still too short. There was often talk about short miracle players, but when it was clear she wouldn’t be one

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