The deciding shot

Chapter 8

Coach sent out the practice time and the preseason schedule. I was so excited. Number 13 on the varsity team for Madison high school warhawks. Damn, and I was only 14. Heh, I guess good things can come out I the bad.

The first practice was tonight. So I got all the stuff I needed. Which, in this case, wasn't much. Just my phone and a water bottle. Coach stated just bring a water bottle, but he knew all the girls would bring their phones. I mean come on coach, we're girls.

As I arrived I saw girls in groups, laughing, talking, and mostly texting their 'Boyfriends' gross.

'Boyfriends, heh, more like boytoys. These girls are disgu-' My thought got interrupted. So girl had bumped into me.

"Sorry!!!!"

"Heh, you're fine." I reassured her.

"Hey!!! You're that freshmen. Hi. My name's Amber Highlander. I'm a senior."

"Hi, I'm Anna Ferinde. It's nice to meet you." I kindly replied. Just then coach called us in.