BEEP...BEEP...BEEP! I hit my alarm clock and turned over in my bed. My mom stood at the doorway. My little 10 year old sister ran in and ripped the blankets off my bed. I pulled my knees closer to my stomach. "Izzy! Its freaking 6:30 in the morning! give me back my blankets!" "You have school." my mom stated bluntly. "Mom Its Saturday. No school." "Allyson, its Friday. School. Get Up! Now." Mom and Isabella left my bedroom. I slammed my face in my pillow. "Ugh..." i sat up and put my hair in a messy bun. I looked at my phone. Nothing. As Usual. I got up and brushed my teeth. I brushed through and straightened my hair. By this time i was almost completely awake. I put on a baseball tee and some skinny jeans. As i walked downstairs i saw my dad fixing to leave. He smiled and laughed a bit to himself. "Aren't you happy its Friday?" My facial emotion was still annoyed and a bit tired. "do i look happy dad..." he laughed and gave me a side hug. "have a good day honey. Don't give your mother any trouble." I grabbed and apple. "Bye Dad. Love You." he walked out the door and i sat on a bar stool and layed my head on the counter. A bowl was set in front of my head. i looked up to see my favorite cereal. i looked at my mom. "You made me breakfast..?" "I figured eating would wake you up since you love food so much." i laughed a bit to myself. "cant argue with that." i ate my food and heard my bus stop at my driveway. "Gotta go mom. Bye Love You." "Bye Honey." My sister stood up and gave me her evil glare. "umm? Hello??" i looked at her. "Goodbye,...Creature." i walked out the door and got on my bus. I sat next to my friend. "Hey Ally." i waved sleepily and yawned. "Tough morning?" i gave her a look. "My sister ripped the freakin blankets right off my bed." My friend rolled her eyes. "Typical Izzy." I looked at her. "Hey do you think we can hang at your place after school?" "Cant. i have softball practice today. Until like 5." i sighed. "Thats fine." "Sorry al, id love to hang but i just cant." i nodded. "I understand."
I heard a tapping and i lifted my head from my desk. my biology teacher tapped on my desk with his finger. "Allyson...come on now, you can do better than this. " "Sorry Mr.Jones" Mitchie passed me a note. "Are you okay?" i wrote back. "Yeah ive just bee bored alot because not only you but the rest of my friends are busy with sports as well." She replied. "Well i know theres some tryouts for the county soccer team tomarrow if you wanna try that. Who knows you might like it." i thought for a moment. hmm. Soccer. not a bad idea. i just nodded to her and mouthed thanks. After school mitchie bumped m with her shoulder and gave me a nother note. it had the address of the tryouts. i just laughed and waved to her as she walked away. Luckily the tryouts werent far from my house so when i got home i walked in a set my bag on the floor i grabbed an apple. "Bye mom! going for soccer tryouts bye!" she looked confused. "Um okay. dont be home too late." i walked outside and rode my bike down to a small high school soccer field. It was around 4 now and the sun was getting lower in the sky. i dropped my bike and walked onto the field where i saw two coaches standing in font of the bleachers talking to the team. They looked at me. One looked about in his thirty's and the other looked quite young to be a coach. But he was actually kind of cute. He had blonde-ish brunette hair and pretty blue eyes. The older one looked at me. "Are you here to try out?" i shyly nodded. "Do you have a form?" i looked down for a moment. "U-um....im supposed to have a form?" his eyebrows raised. "Yes. Did you not get it? They were given out in every high school in the county." i lifted one shoulder trying not to look him in the eyes. "um i - i didnt know. sorry." The younger coach patted my shoulder. "Thats alright. i'll give you one after tryouts and if you get in, you can just bring it tomarrow." I nodded, noticing, he was Irish. Thats new. But his accent was actually kinda...cute. i sat on the bleachers and listened as the talked about the rules of the game. "Now, if you were all wondering," The older coach put his hand on the younger ones shoulder. "This is My nephew and assistant coach, Niall. But you will call him Coach Niall. Understood?" everyone nodded and said yeah. "I am Coach Myers."
After everyone was introduced we all got out on the field and played. Some girls made it. Others, not. i walked over to the bleachers and grabbed my water bottle. I took a few sips before Coach Niall came over to me. i put down my bottle and looked at him. "Allyson, here." he handed me a form. "Wait.." i smiled. "I got in?" he smiled. "Yep. Come back tomarrow for practice and we can choose your number. Okay?" i nodded. "Thanks!" He smiled. "Now go home and get some rest okay? we have a bunch of work to do tomarrow. 2 o clock sharp. got it?" i nodded again. I ran off and got on my bike and rode home.
