I was always "one more" in this group.
None of them notice me the way I notice them, especially Wren.It will always be and will continue to be "Zoé, Meison, Wren and one more"
But that doesn't mean he's not a friend of yours. I would simply like to be the protagonist of this story.~
I was putting my basketball clothes in my locker when out of nowhere Zoé and Wren appeared like two ghosts at midnight, I jumped in shock when Zoé brutally exclaimed:- Arthur! We saw the posters you have a basketball game.
- I know, I'm not going to go
I said vaguely-Why aren't you going to go? You have to support your team
Wren told me, in an attempt to cheer me up.I could have agreed at that moment, but I have some pride so I decided to go to the game without telling him, I always lose and I don't want Wren to know.
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It was another day, I had woken up to have bagels for breakfast, I sat on the plate and helped myself to the bagels when just before I could put it in my mouth my mother walked by and took it out of my hands.
- Mom and why is that?
- You have a match, you should start eating healthy and training, if you continue like this you will never win a match.My mother put a bowl of cut fruits on the table, right under my eyes and looked at me with a "it is what it is" face. Until that moment I couldn't believe it but it was just beginning.
In the afternoon I sat down to watch a movie with Meison and Wren while Zoé was with her mother, then my mother told me to go to sleep because tomorrow I had a game and I had to rest.
That's when she yelled at my mother.- I'm not going to attend that silly game, leave me alone, mom.
- You are going to go to that game whether you want it or not.
My mother said imposingly.-good.
Meison and Wren left uncomfortably to look for Zoé
I went up to my room and fell asleep thinking about the game, I hadn't trained, I hadn't eaten anything
I had no preparation,The next day I didn't have breakfast either, I didn't drink any water...
The stress made me feel very dizzy and the nerves of the game made things worse...
I just touched on how difficult it was to stop listening to the body's needs and start acting as the mind wants you to.We started the game 0-2. During that game, I felt worse and worse. I tried to signal to the coach that I needed to go to the bench. I kept running. I got halfway I felt like if I took one more step I would collapse. Then I tried to tell the coach that I couldn't take it anymore, but seconds before an angel's voice rang in my ears, it was Wren who had just arrived in the stands with Zoé and Meison, then I remembered...
That I lose most of the games.
It was looking at Wren in the eyes and fainting until now, all of this seemed like a lot to me, luckily I went to the infirmary and my team won the game.My mother came to see me in the infirmary, that's when I told my mother what was really happening.
- Mom, I have been a basketball player for 5 years and I have only won once in those 5 years, why haven't I won since then?
To which my mother responded
- you remember the time you won
- Yes, it took me a lot of preparation...
- and because you haven't learned anything from the time you achieved what you can't achieve now.I quickly understood what my mother was trying to tell me.
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ZOÉ
Teen FictionA New Yorker who has lived 12 years being blind and deaf wakes up in the hospital after her operation and realizes that life is not as boring as she thought it was, Zoé is going to live great adventures and moments discovering Feelings and learning...