A Second Chance ( On Hold )

Andrea

CH-1, THE BEGINNING

"5 minutes more, Please!" "It's already 5:45, get up Andr or else no coaching today." "No, no, no, no, sorry mom, 1 sec." I rushed to the washroom, wearing my father's slippers and that also in the opposite way which was just slipping out of my feet as it was too big for me and all my hair were in front of me making me look like Bellatrix Lestrange (except I have shorter hair uggh.. it sucks to have so many black strands coming out from your brain every day). Hi, let me introduce myself to all of you with me and my world. I am Andrea in short Andr for the people who love me and whom I love. I hate this thing about me, it starts from the letter A, me being the first roll number in the class. I am 5 feet, the smallest in my class. I study in class 10th in the school Warriors International Institute. My small family includes me, my mom, my dad and my big brother Andrews who is the quiet member of our family, speaks very little and is very protective for me. Though I should recommend that he is the captain of the Senior Football Team of our school and plays amazingly well. Sometimes, he helps me in my game, making me understand the qualities of a leader, the path that I have to show to my other team mates but sadly he hates Basketball( I don't know how can a boy hate basketball). Whatever so here I am getting ready for my morning basketball practice which is at 6:30 in the morning. There is only one thing that I don't like about mornings #GETTING UP EARLY. TRULY SUCKS. And when I don't get up early my mother either blackmails me that she will not let my father take me (which I never want to miss as I love the drills especially the german ones.) or she takes a cold ice bucket of water and throw it on my face which is very refreshing in this hot summer but still it's a whole bucket of water ice. Can't bear that!!

I reached the court and then, "Morning sir". "Morning Andrea, 10 minutes late, that was not expected from you" "Sorry sir, woke up late, slipped in the bathroom, worn my jersey in the opposite direction, burnt my bread and then......" "Whatever, no excuses 20 rounds of the school, now." I just nod my head and started running with all my might. I am the only girl in the morning practice with the other 20 boys, Sir usually asks me, "Where is your team?" and I always reply "I don't know." I can't blame the girls, they study for 6 long hours, go back to their homes, then to their respective coaching classes and come for practice in the evening for 2 hours. They get so tired that they don't have the energy to get up early and come for the practice in the morning also. Tringgg... and the morning bell rings which symbolizes the starting of our school.

So this was how usually my day begins and let's rush back to my class....