It's Nala's senior year at Cherry Creek High School. She's been running track since Freshman year and this is her final year to get scouted by LSU. She wasn't going to let anything distract her from getting into her dream school. What will she do wh...
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"Shit!"
I clipped the third hurdle with my right leg and stumbled forward. I put my hands out to catch myself but still ended up landing on my ass. I sat there for a moment mentally cursing myself out. The first meet was five days away, I couldn't afford any fuck ups.
"Your rhythm was off." Carter said holding his hand out to me
"I know." I rolled my eyes
I get up on my own rejecting his hand and dust myself off. I check my legs making sure I didn't scrape myself on the way down. My legs were clean but they had some red track dirt on them.
"Just trying to help." He said holding his hands up
"Well I don't need your fucking help okay?" I snapped
"Aye!" He said grabbing my arm "I'm still your coach, watch your mouth."
"Let go of me." I yanked my arm back
I walk off towards my bag to grab some water and put on my black Nike Pro leggings to decrease the risk of me scratching myself up. I take a sip of my water then start to stretch my legs out. I could feel myself tightening up already.
"What was all that about?" Kalani asked grabbing her water bottle
"Same bullshit it's been for the past week." I sighed
"Well you need to ignore all that, and focus up bitch. You're running against Skai Bailey this Saturday."
"You right." I nodded "I'm gonna go at it again."
I walked over to the start of where the hurdles were set up and see Coach Carter walking over there from the opposite side of the field as well. I tune him out and do a couple of knee jumps and stretch back into my blocks. Inhaling, I put my head down awaiting his whistle.
At the sound of it I explode out my blocks and sprint out to my first hurdle. For the first four hurdles I paced myself until the last four where I would sprint full out.
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"45.09." Coach Carter repeated clocking his stopwatch
Skai ran a flat 44 last season. My practice times have been getting better but still not close enough.
