Storm
The day rolled quickly. I didn't even notice that it was already late in the afternoon until I saw the sunset. The whole morning was filled with practice on the field and the whole afternoon was spent strategizing, watching some other games, and spending time with friends. Just earlier, I was hanging out with Lulu, watching the track and field games. She loved it. We had to part ways again when our soccer coach had to call us up for a briefing. And here I was, listening to his repetitive talk.
"Storm, are you listening?" Coach Alberto asked, frowning.
"I am," I assured him.
"Good. It's less than an hour. We have to win this." He encouraged.
I just nodded my head as my teammates bumped fists with him.
"Prepare now."
With that cue, I stood up from the bench and headed to th
