Olympic love deception

Leaving

"Come on, Layla. You are gonna be late for the plane!", my dad was screaming for the umpteenth time

I know how late I am but what if I need to bring more pairs of underwear then I already did? I did all of the math for the two weeks of training before the official games begin and then we have four weeks of games if we go into the finals, which is unlikely but I have to count everything.

As I make my last round across my room for anything I didn't bring, mom bursts through the door, "Are you really stressing about underwear again?"

Standing in my little room in her floral dress, I always wondered if she really is my mother. Her feminine figure and oval face with a classic glow always made people think she was my aunt or something like that. She never looked like a person who has a basketball daughter with wide shoulders and large hands. 

Letting out a sigh, "Mom, I just had to make sure about everything. I don't even know how long the days will be. This is the first time I am on my own"

A smile hit her beautiful blue eyes that I inherited, "Don't worry, honey. Consider this like a summer basketball camp and not some competition, and you won't doubt yourself that much", she said as she brings me into her arms

Rolling my eyes but making sure she doesn't see that, "I don't think anyone can consider Olympic games like a summer camp, but I will try"

"That's the spirit. Now come on before your father looses his mind in the car", she says before kissing my cheek 

"Layla, you need to go", Leo, my twin brother pops into the door frame

This was suppose to be our first and hopefully not last Olympic but he didn't make it into the volleyball team because of his age. They wanted everyone to be over 20 years old and we are only 19. It was a shock that even I got chosen and not to be on the bench for the whole competition.

I am not in the starting five but with my age, the coach would be crazy to give me that kind of an important role. I was happy with what they game me and I will do my best if only I hype the team up.

"Well this is it then. I really need to go", I say to them before coming out of my bedroom and walking out of the house.

Dads impatient face is a scary thing but he can never be mad at me that much especially since I won't be home for almost two mounts. That isn't the longest time I wouldn't be home but summer camp doesn't count since they could visit from time to time. Going to France is totally different. 

"We need to go. Honey, lock the door and everybody into the car", dad says to my mom as Leo helps with my bags.

When everyone is ready, dad starts the car and we drive off.

Berytian airport is a 45 minutes ride from our house so dad did have a right for rushing us. This is a time when I put my headphones on and disconnect from the world to analyze games of the other teams but we won't see each other for a long time so I will skip that.

"Eat well and sleep. There is no point in going if you will always be exhausted and not play in the games", mom is the first one to say anything 

Leo just smirks to that, "Yea, like she will listen. I've seen her list of games she is studying and it's a long list"

I jab him into his stomach while glaring into his eyes to not bring my list into this, "As a point guard, I need to have as much possible control of the ball on the court so I need to know everyone's weaknesses and strength"

I declare my reasoning even thou I know they don't care. They even limited my computer time because I was watching too many tapes of the other countries but I had to do that. That is also part of the training.