This is my first story, i admit i kinda rushed the prologue, but tell me if you like the story line? Im new to this so give me a break and listen to one direction.
"that was a foul! what kind of call was that!" the whistle blows again telling my coach to keep her mouth shut or else shell get a technical. i was currently sitting on the bench one of the rare moments my coach took me out, im not bragging trust me, I'm so sick of playing basketball. the pressure is always on me to 'show my potential' but no one ever stops to think how i feel about playing anymore. A month ago i would've thought differently, i would've argued with my coach to put me back in but now i just want to be home watching movies laying in my bed. a month ago is when my life changed completely.
*flashback*
"dad get up i need to go to practice and my car won't start!" i yell to my dad who is currently sleeping on the couch. he sighs, very loudly i might add, an gets up with a grunt. "what time is practice?" he asks me as I'm pacing back and forth "in a bout 5 minutes" "dammit Amber you have a game tomorrow you cant afford to be late to practice!" he shoves his boots on and ushers me out the door. the rest of the car ride consists of us arguing about how i don't try hard enough to win or how i don't care and how i should be more like my sister Debbie who is now in the WNBA. when we arrive i jump out and slam my door not realizing thats the last time i will see my dad. he was immediately killed in a head on collision with a truck on his way home from dropping me off.
Since that day i haven't been the same, i stopped talking to my friends, i only talk to Kaylee my best friend and my teachers of course. I've considered quitting the basketball team but thats not something my dad would've wanted but now i don't know what to think, i guess i just don't care anymore but thats okay theres not really anything left to care about , my mom died when i was 10 so now i live with kaylee and her parents ,who are also my godparents, they were eager to take me in but it won't be the same, it will never be the same. "amber check in" my coach calls out to me, i shrug my shoulders and go in i play the game like theres nothing wrong making 12 points in the third quarter, when i go back in the fourth quarter i get shoved, hard, and go up to take my foul shot when a girl on the other team whispers in my ear "guess your not living up to your dads dreams huh babe" and i lose it, i wasn't thinking anything but the next thing i know I'm being pulled away and she's on the floor with blood pouring out of her nose. i later find out her name was Elisha. but i don't care, i never did. now I'm sitting in the locker room waiting for my coach to come in and yell at me, but she doesn't. she comes in and sits next to me. "you know whats going to happen now right?" she asks and i just nod my head, of course i know I'm going to be suspended and maybe kicked off the team, either way it'll be easier for me. " you'll have a 3 week in school suspension and whether you want to stay on the team is your choice" i nod my head again "do you want to stay on the team Amber?" i shake my head no as tears stream down my face "that okay i understand" she says rubbing my back while i cry in front of someone for the first time since he died. then i get a call from Kaylee, so my coach says her goodbyes and goes back to the game as i answer while getting dressed. "hey" i croak into the phone "what the hell happened to you? i saw you punch that bitch in the face and now i can't find you" i start laughing, i don't even know why, i guess its just because of how surreal everything is becoming "im.. in.. the locker… room" i say in-between gasps. "be there in a sec, and amber?" "yeah?" "try not to punch anyone else until i get there" " okay Kel" i say in a serious tone but after i hang up my laughter turns into sobs and i can't control it anymore thankfully by the time Kaylee comes in i stopped. She comes and sits next to me, we don't say anything just sit in silence. until she starts talking about Liam. Liam is my boyfriend, well i don't know if he is or not anymore. we were dating for 3 years, known as the 'power couple' both of us were very popular and well known. But after the accident i told him i needed space, everything changed after that day, i began to see things more clearly all of my friends were not really my friends they just wanted to be popular, Kaylee who refused to hang out with my 'friends', claiming they were fake and she couldn't stand them, was the only one who really stood by me and i will be forever grateful for her. "Amber…Amber!" "huh, what?" i say dazed i was off in my own world, i completely forgot she was there "come on lets go, its starting to stink in here" we start laughing and i follow her out, we get into her car, a black jetta, and she takes off "where we going?" i ask while outlining the visor mirror above me with my finger. "orange leaf of course, i can hear your stomach growling from here." she says turning up the radio. "not hungry…" i mutter thinking she didn't hear me but off course being cliche she did. "Amber ever since.. well.." "the accident" i harshly say "you can say it I'm not weak" I may say that but inside i don't even know anymore, but that doesn't stop me from hiding it from everyone else. "sorry" she mutters and i just nod my head, but i can tell she wants to say more, call it a best friends intuition. "say it" i sigh turning towards her "okay well ever since the.. accident.. you don't eat. like ever. you used to be the one to eat a burger, fries, pizza, and a brownie for lunch. no offense but you were a pig. and no i rarely see you eat and your all skin and bones probably like weighing 100 ib, and its just not healthy! i hate seeing my best friend deteriorate before my eyes. so i don't care what you think were going to orange leaf and pigging out. deal?" she says all in one rush, now i get it i did lose a lot of weight and i don't pig out anymore but I'm not anorexic.. just depressed? but it is nice to have someone care for me. my sister barely even calls me so its nice. "deal" i say. she nods in triumph and we both get chocolate froyo with all of the toppings on top except for those rubbery balls… i don't know what they are but they freak me out. sitting there eating our froyo I'm thinking it might not be so bad, things might just be getting better.
