The Beginning
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Character Sheet for Andi
Name: Andrea Tess Sterling (Andi)
Eyes: Ice Blue
Hair: Light Blonde (mid-back length)
Skin: Lightly Tanned
Height: 5'11''
Age: 23
Trained in: Basketball (16 years), Softball (6 years), Karate (5 years)
Job: Professional WNBA Player
I smiled at my teammates, they were always happy when we won a game, but tonight was a special night. The Tulsa Shockers beat San Antonio to go on to the Finals against Washington. Everyone was excited and was planning to get wasted to celebrate.
"So Andi, what are you doing to celebrate?" asked Sabrina, the starting point guard. Everyone looked at me, hopefully, but they already knew my answer.
"I am going home, sleep, and then once again began training tomorrow." I said, grabbing my bag and walking out of the locker room, leaving a room full of groans. They probably all had bets on whether I would go partying tonight.
As soon as I was outside, I got ambushed by the press asking questions as ridiculous as 'am I really pregnant?' along with a few fans, but only a few because not many people like watching women's basketball these days. I signed a few autographs but ignored the questions. When I finally made it outside, I met my best friend, Ashley, by my car. When she saw me, she rushed to me and gave me a big hug.
"I can't believe you thirty-two points, three assists, five blocks, and only one turnover." She doesn't know basketball practically at all; she probably took it from stats afterward to make me feel like she wasn't bored to tears. "Do you want to go celebrate at a club or something? Maybe hook up with a really cute boy." She raises her eyebrow the way only she can and nudges me with her elbow.
I give a sad smile and shake my head. "I can't, I am training tomorrow, but maybe next time." I start walking towards my blue camero.
"You always say that." She pouts.
"And I always mean it." I say climbing in my car and starting the engine. I roll down my window and give her one last smile. "Next time, I promise." And that is the last thing I say before I drive off.
When I reached my parking lot, I got out, grabbed my bag and started my short walk home. Close to my apartment, I walked into the alley connected with my street. Coming to the end of the alleyway, a pair of hands grabs me behind a garbage bin. I tried to scream but his hands were over my mouth in a second. When I still resist, he pulls a gun out and puts it next to my head. I stop instantly. "Yeah, you know what this is. Now just give your wallet and I will let you go." He grabs my bag and searches in it briefly, still pointing the gun at me. I got a good look at him, rags for clothes and blonde/gray hair was matted.
Unless he was stupid, he would not have let me see him if he intended to let me go. I knew what that meant. I reacted instinctively, I grabbed my bag from his grips and gave him a good punch in the nose, hearing a satisfying crack, and a good kick to the groin, thanking my mother for having me take karate for five years. As I started to back away, I hear a bang. I looked down at my stomach, I was shot. I fell to my knees and looked up at the man who had shot me. He looked shocked, and it was then I realized he wasn't stupid but he hadn't intended to kill me, he was just desperate. He pulled the gun up to his head and pulled the trigger. The only words I could mutter were 'no' before I joined him on the ground.
Looks like I broke my promise to Ashley, was my last thought before I succumbed to the darkness.