Finally I'm back, so here's chapter 7 I hope you like it.
"Ok lets see who's next...Amara Tenou", the gym coach yelled over the crowd of talking girls. Amara stepped out of the crowed in her dark blue and gold gym uniform. She walked determinedly up to the coach while noticing that a few of the girls where looking at her with stunned looks on their faces. "Yes sir," Amara answered the coach once she was finally near him. The coach glanced up from his clipboard then stared at Amara for a second before his eyes moved back to the list of names. "Are you sure your name's Amara Tenou kid, because she came to the first tryouts Tuesday and had... "Trust me coach there's no mistake, she is Amara Tenou," Michelle interrupted from the bleachers sitting with Elena.
Coach Fields brought his attention to the two. "What are you doing out of class, this isn't lunch period." "Come on coach let us watch please," Elena begged. "Absolutely not your not even suppose to be here and Elena I defiantly don't want you out here, not after what you did on the track today and on purpose at that. Imagine springing your ankle on purpose because you wanted to go out for soccer instead. Go back to class BOTH of you." " But our teacher said it was ok," Michelle said. "But our teacher said it was ok," Coach Fields mocked. "Leave them alone," Amara said getting angry by the coach's childish behavior. Coach Fields looked towards Amara and could see she wasn't a least bit happy about him mocking her friend. "Ok you can stay, but don't bother the others trying out, talk or whatever else you do that is consider a burden to ME. Understand? Coach Fields sighed. "Yeah we got it," Elena answered. "You won't hear a word from us," Michelle promised him. "Alright then, now Amara since you've gotten your physical and everything else seems to be in order right now, except for one thing," Coach Fields summed up.
"And what is that?" Amara inquired. "I want you to race against Charity, she's a junior at the high school and she's really good. So since I've never seen you race one on one before... "You want me to do it now?" "Exactly, is that all right with you?" "I don't have a problem with it," Amara answered him. "Good now line up at the track, I'll go get her." Amara smiled walked over to the tracks starting line and waited. She stretched her leg's to prepare herself for the task that lay ahead of her. Amara's mind was totally set on winning this race, the entire after math was done on this and she was sure of it that she would become the victor. The wind started to blow gently through her short cut hair, tossing her short bangs to the left side of her faced. She brushed it back into place with her hand and got a first look at her competitor. "You must be Amara right?" said a girl with auburn shoulder length cut hair walking towards her. "Yeah and your Charity right?" Amara said starting a conversation.
The girl smiled wryly at her. "Actually my names Katherine, my middle names Charity," she replied extending her had out for a shake. "Come on Amara you can do it," Michelle yelled. "Yeah beat Cat so we wont have to hear her mouth next year," Elena shouted. "If you win will go ride go-carts later," Brandon yelled now on the bleachers with the other two. "If we do your paying," Elena interrupted him. A huge teardrop showed on Brandon's forehead. "Just win," he yelled. Amara smiled at the trio on the bleachers then brought her attention back to her opponent. "Friend's of yours?" Katherine asked sarcastically. "Yeah, why?" Amara answered with her eyes narrowed at her becoming offensive at Katherine's tone. "No reason, its just that I can't believe their here just to see you barley come out." "What was that?" "Get ready girls," Coach Fields yelled. Amara shifted her attention back to the race and got in her running position. "Ready...get set...GO," Coach Fields shouted pulling the trigger of a gun in his hand. At the sound of the bang Amara sprinted off in a flash. All thoughts were now on the race and how she could do her best to try and race the wind as well as her opponent.
Katherine tried her best to keep up with Amara, but she was way to fast for her. 'What did this kid eat for breakfast...jet fuel?' she thought. Amara seemed to increase her running rate each time Katherine had come even close to catching up with her. Once she could see the finish line ahead, she knew she had this race won. She could feel herself becoming more and more relaxed as she continued towards it. The wind seemed to rejuvenate her each time when she was coming this close to finishing; she suddenly felt one with it as she paced herself. This was her element she could sense that it was and now nothing could keep her away from getting to that finishing line. Amara crossed the finish line in record time and had blown her opponent away with her on going attempts to catch up with her. Katherine was exhausted once she had reached the end point, but Amara looked like she was ready for another round. At the sight of this Coach Fields commended her on that. "Well done Amara, well done you did it like clock work. I've never seen nothing like you, your great I wont you on the team." " But.... we only have room for one member on the team," Katherine whined. You can take her place." WHAT? Coach you can't do that I've been up here for three whole years."
"Which is long enough for you, everyone's tired of you acting like such a... "Jerk," Elena answered. "Exactly thanks Thompson." "Your welcomed coach although that's not exactly the word I was looking for to describe...her." Brandon caught on to that and whispered in her ear. "You promised you wouldn't say the b word again." "To who? Since when did I agree to that?" " Since your mom grounded you remember." " What are you guys talking about?" Amara questioned walking up to her friends. "So how does it feel to be a member of the high school's track team?" Michelle said looking at her. Amara smiled and picked up her gym bag. "It feels good, but I've got just one more thing on my list before I draw all of this to a close." "Oh and what is that?" Brandon said yawing. "It's finally time for me to come home to my parents." "What? Amara come on you do want to live to see your senior year don't you?" Elena spoke up. Brandon shook his head. "Shut up red," he mumbled. "Do you want us to go with you?" Michelle asked. "No you guys have done enough for me already, I have to do this on my own," Amara said starting to walk off. "Hey Amara if you don't make it, can I have your dirt bike?" Brandon yelled. Amara turned around and glanced back at him. "There's no need to even think about getting any of my stuff, I'll be back," she said with a smile then headed off to the direction of her house.
I know this was short, but I might revise this just like I did the last one. Please write a review and don't forget my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com.
"Ok lets see who's next...Amara Tenou", the gym coach yelled over the crowd of talking girls. Amara stepped out of the crowed in her dark blue and gold gym uniform. She walked determinedly up to the coach while noticing that a few of the girls where looking at her with stunned looks on their faces. "Yes sir," Amara answered the coach once she was finally near him. The coach glanced up from his clipboard then stared at Amara for a second before his eyes moved back to the list of names. "Are you sure your name's Amara Tenou kid, because she came to the first tryouts Tuesday and had... "Trust me coach there's no mistake, she is Amara Tenou," Michelle interrupted from the bleachers sitting with Elena.
Coach Fields brought his attention to the two. "What are you doing out of class, this isn't lunch period." "Come on coach let us watch please," Elena begged. "Absolutely not your not even suppose to be here and Elena I defiantly don't want you out here, not after what you did on the track today and on purpose at that. Imagine springing your ankle on purpose because you wanted to go out for soccer instead. Go back to class BOTH of you." " But our teacher said it was ok," Michelle said. "But our teacher said it was ok," Coach Fields mocked. "Leave them alone," Amara said getting angry by the coach's childish behavior. Coach Fields looked towards Amara and could see she wasn't a least bit happy about him mocking her friend. "Ok you can stay, but don't bother the others trying out, talk or whatever else you do that is consider a burden to ME. Understand? Coach Fields sighed. "Yeah we got it," Elena answered. "You won't hear a word from us," Michelle promised him. "Alright then, now Amara since you've gotten your physical and everything else seems to be in order right now, except for one thing," Coach Fields summed up.
"And what is that?" Amara inquired. "I want you to race against Charity, she's a junior at the high school and she's really good. So since I've never seen you race one on one before... "You want me to do it now?" "Exactly, is that all right with you?" "I don't have a problem with it," Amara answered him. "Good now line up at the track, I'll go get her." Amara smiled walked over to the tracks starting line and waited. She stretched her leg's to prepare herself for the task that lay ahead of her. Amara's mind was totally set on winning this race, the entire after math was done on this and she was sure of it that she would become the victor. The wind started to blow gently through her short cut hair, tossing her short bangs to the left side of her faced. She brushed it back into place with her hand and got a first look at her competitor. "You must be Amara right?" said a girl with auburn shoulder length cut hair walking towards her. "Yeah and your Charity right?" Amara said starting a conversation.
The girl smiled wryly at her. "Actually my names Katherine, my middle names Charity," she replied extending her had out for a shake. "Come on Amara you can do it," Michelle yelled. "Yeah beat Cat so we wont have to hear her mouth next year," Elena shouted. "If you win will go ride go-carts later," Brandon yelled now on the bleachers with the other two. "If we do your paying," Elena interrupted him. A huge teardrop showed on Brandon's forehead. "Just win," he yelled. Amara smiled at the trio on the bleachers then brought her attention back to her opponent. "Friend's of yours?" Katherine asked sarcastically. "Yeah, why?" Amara answered with her eyes narrowed at her becoming offensive at Katherine's tone. "No reason, its just that I can't believe their here just to see you barley come out." "What was that?" "Get ready girls," Coach Fields yelled. Amara shifted her attention back to the race and got in her running position. "Ready...get set...GO," Coach Fields shouted pulling the trigger of a gun in his hand. At the sound of the bang Amara sprinted off in a flash. All thoughts were now on the race and how she could do her best to try and race the wind as well as her opponent.
Katherine tried her best to keep up with Amara, but she was way to fast for her. 'What did this kid eat for breakfast...jet fuel?' she thought. Amara seemed to increase her running rate each time Katherine had come even close to catching up with her. Once she could see the finish line ahead, she knew she had this race won. She could feel herself becoming more and more relaxed as she continued towards it. The wind seemed to rejuvenate her each time when she was coming this close to finishing; she suddenly felt one with it as she paced herself. This was her element she could sense that it was and now nothing could keep her away from getting to that finishing line. Amara crossed the finish line in record time and had blown her opponent away with her on going attempts to catch up with her. Katherine was exhausted once she had reached the end point, but Amara looked like she was ready for another round. At the sight of this Coach Fields commended her on that. "Well done Amara, well done you did it like clock work. I've never seen nothing like you, your great I wont you on the team." " But.... we only have room for one member on the team," Katherine whined. You can take her place." WHAT? Coach you can't do that I've been up here for three whole years."
"Which is long enough for you, everyone's tired of you acting like such a... "Jerk," Elena answered. "Exactly thanks Thompson." "Your welcomed coach although that's not exactly the word I was looking for to describe...her." Brandon caught on to that and whispered in her ear. "You promised you wouldn't say the b word again." "To who? Since when did I agree to that?" " Since your mom grounded you remember." " What are you guys talking about?" Amara questioned walking up to her friends. "So how does it feel to be a member of the high school's track team?" Michelle said looking at her. Amara smiled and picked up her gym bag. "It feels good, but I've got just one more thing on my list before I draw all of this to a close." "Oh and what is that?" Brandon said yawing. "It's finally time for me to come home to my parents." "What? Amara come on you do want to live to see your senior year don't you?" Elena spoke up. Brandon shook his head. "Shut up red," he mumbled. "Do you want us to go with you?" Michelle asked. "No you guys have done enough for me already, I have to do this on my own," Amara said starting to walk off. "Hey Amara if you don't make it, can I have your dirt bike?" Brandon yelled. Amara turned around and glanced back at him. "There's no need to even think about getting any of my stuff, I'll be back," she said with a smile then headed off to the direction of her house.
I know this was short, but I might revise this just like I did the last one. Please write a review and don't forget my email address is sailorujv17@hotmail.com.