Same Team

Ch.1- New Coach

Nicki's P.O.V.

"Shit..." I mumbled to myself observing the flat on my car.

I must've caught it last night on my way home near the house without noticing. It couldn't have been too large because it caused me no trouble, but I guess it was big enough for the tire to lose it's pressure over night.

Luckily I'd gotten up early today and saw it. If I had gotten up when I usually do, I would've been Shit out of luck.

I only ever wake up shortly before I have to leave for practice. I rise, throw on my practice clothes and slides, brush my teeth, then head out the door. I don't touch my hair or anything.

If that would've been my routine today, I'd have to ask someone to drive me last minute, thus making us both late resulting in who knows what.

Today is our first summer practice with the new coach and also our first time meeting her. I have no idea what she is going to be like, and I'm not about to have her trying to condition me to no end for being late. Or anything else, I truly Don't know what she'll do. And I am in no mood to find out.

Honestly, I'm frankly in no mood to deal with this new coach at all. Who we need is coach Wilson. She's been my coach for the past three years, and has been coaching for twenty more. I understand her retiring, but I can't help wish she would've waited just one more year to see me off.

I know we will do just fine without her, but it won't be the same. I don't want some random ass coach popping in thinking she runs Shit because she most definitely doesn't, and will not as long as I am still around.

This is my senior year, my last year with this team, my last year in charge. I pray for her own good she respects that or we'll have problems.

I walked back inside my house slowly into my room before plopping down onto the soft sheets of my comfortable bed.

I grasped my phone from the nightstand unlocking it before finding Ayesha's contact.

I decided to call her. It rung a few times before she answered.

"Bitch..." I heard her groggy voice.

I smiled knowing she'd be pissed off like she is now because I had woken her up so early.

"Hi bestie." I grinned as if she could see me.

"Don't bestie me, what the hell do you want Onika it's 5 a.m."

"Girl we practice in two hours wake your tired ass up."

"That's one and a half more hours of sleep!" She whined.

I chuckled.

"Ok, ok. I'm still not sorry, but can you please come get me for practice?" I begged in my pouty voice.

Ayesha is on the team as well. She is our Libero, and rightfully so. She is our best defensive player. Ayesha is actually one hell of an all around player if I'm being honest, but backrow is where we need her most due to our limited amount of D.S.'s (Defensive Speacilists)

"Yes Nicki, I'll get you. Be ready by 6:40." she practically mumbled.

I smiled.

"Thanks babe." I spoke before we hung up.
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I sat in the car as Ayesha sung along obnoxiously to the music.

"Me no conversate with the fake, that part. All my bitches independent biiiiiiiitches that part! I just want the paaaaaaaaper that part! All my bitches flavored, That part! That part! That part! That part! Aye!!! Yaaaasssss!!!!" she screamed along to the words.