Chapter 4

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The night went by at a very fast pace, just like the fast balls thrown by Bumrah. Ishan was very confused with all the things happening within such a short span of time.

Today would be his first day of practice with all the players and members of Team India. He's very excited.

But the morning didn't go as well as he expected.

The practice already started from 7:30 am. But now it is almost 9 am.

"FUCKKKK!!! I OVERSLEPT!!!" Ishan cursed as soon as he noticed the time on his phone.

"But...I did put three alarms...in a row..." he said in a sad tone while rushing with his attires.

Realisation hit him.

Hard.

"Urghhhh!!! Shubman!!!!" he literally screamed out loud.

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Ishan came running to the field where he saw everyone was busy practicing. Immediately got into is practicing attire and rushed to join the others.

Shubman saw him running like crazy from.one end to the other. An evil smirk rose on his face, a smile of victory.

"It's just the beginning!" Shubman murmured and hit the ball that came towards him at a great pace, it was an undoubtedly six.

Ishan was a mess now. He was struggling with his fielding gloves. Shubman smiled more widely, noticing the small figure struggle.

"Ishan Kishan!!"

Virat bhai called Ishan from a distance.

Ishan immediately knew he screwed up on the first day. He left his gloves in that spot and quickly ran towards Virat bhai.

"Y-Yes bhaiya?" he said with a concerned tone.

"You're two hours late, any special reason...?" Virat bhai asked with a strict tone.

Ishan just looked down and gulped. His hands were trembling and his plans were very sweaty from the tension.

He saw Shubman from the corner of his eyes, smirking. Ishan pressed his lips into a fine line and just looked down.

[Apparently, in the morning when Ishan's alarm was about to ring, Shubman, who got up early, saw it immediately cancelled the alarm.

Like this, he kept muting all the three alarms one by one.]

Shubman was observing all these gestures from a fairly long distance with an expressionless face. He hit another six and again continued to watch Ishan.

"Hey! Where you looking at?!" Shubman got out of his trance and looked at Bumrah who was ready to throw another ball.

"Nothing! Come again!" Shubman said. It was yet another six.

But this time, the ball went towards Ishan who was busy talking to Virat bhai.

"N-Nothing bhaiya... no excuses...it's all my fa—"

"Ishan!! WATCH OUT!" Virat bhai yelled.

At that particular instant Ishan immediately turned around and saw the ball coming right at him. Immediately he tried to catch it but it hit wrist instead.

"OUCH!!!" Ishan fell on his knees, holding his right hand's wrist.

"Ishan! You okay?!" Virat bhai immediately got down.

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