My so called easy life

Run! Now!

🔥🏀 Antoinette's POV🏀🔥

"Run! Now! 15 sprints then line up at the base line for touch ups!" My oh so lovely coach shouted to me and my team after I was done and ready in my knee and ankle sleeves... I have a non-cancerous tumor behind my left knee that fucked up all my joints and I also have messed up ankles because I'm a klutz. And my right knee is messed up because I always catch myself on that knee... So... Yea...

"Yes coach!" We all say at the baseline and start to sprint.

"Last one done get's 5 more!" Coach shouts by the time I'm at ten.

"Yes coach!" We all shout.

I finally finish and stand to wipe away my sweat and catch my breath.

Okay... Ummm... So I'm the only girl on the boy basketball team and... *drum roll* I'm captain!

I wait for the rest of the team and look over at coach who is sitting with a timer.

"6.5 minutes! You were supposed to get it in five! Everyone! 3 more! Luke you get 8! Last one of these 3 gets to do them with Luke!" Coach shouts and blows his whistle and we all start to run.

"K! Luke and Noah! 8 sprints now! Rest of you guys, water break!" Coach shout as the 2 boys get up and go to the base line.

"Aye! Let's go boys!" I shout.

"Yes captain!" Me and the rest of my team get up to run with Luke and Noah.

"Come on you guys! We got this! WO-ooO!" Tray yells as his voice cracks all over. he is co-captain. Aiden was but had to give the spot up do to injury a couple months back.

Coach blows his whistle and we all run the 8 sprints.

So you may be thinking. Holy shit! 'Chill out coach person!' But this is actually an easy day... You see... My team is one of the best in state... We train hard and have fun when we play... So we have a deal with coach. We have hard serious practices and fun games. And your probably thinking... 'No way! That's to much! You guys are probably dying in reality!' But nah... They're all good. We sweat a lot, yea... And have to catch our breath... But the only time we actually lay and act like we are dying is when we deserve it. Like when the team decides they are going to be difficult little shits.

"Good job! 200 touch ups!" Coach shouts as we get a quick drink of water and walk to line up at the bleachers.

"Last one done get's to do another 100!" Coach shouts and blows his whistle and we start.

Touch ups are this thing where pretty much do high knees, but you put you put your foot on the bleacher and stay in place then you keep switching feet.

"Good job! Ale do another hundred!" Coach shouts and Ale walks back to do his other hundred.

"You guys know the drill!" I shout and my team get's up to do the extra hundred together. We're a team, one team member is in trouble, we all get the punishment. 

"Thanks guys!" Ale says sitting.

"No prob!" We all say then I hear someone mumble.

"We had no choice." I look over and see it was Drake. The poor sport of the team. He thinks he's the best and is always mad when I make him do stuff with the team. He's the only one that doesn't really like acting like a team member. He acts like he is the team.

"What was that Drake?" I ask walking over.

"I said we had no choice captain!" He says standing and looking me in the eye.

"Well then... Drop and give me 50. And you have no choice!" I say and walk away to get a drink of water.

My team is respectful and will listen. But I always have problems with Drake.