Game Day

It’s 6:00 a.m. on a Thursday. The alarm is slowly fading into Sugar by Maroon 5. Eyes barely opening I look up to the glowing blue screen. Blink quickly, but my vision is still hazy, sigh softly and roll over, thinking Come on Adam, let me sleep. It doesn’t make a difference though, I have to get up. Reluctantly, I turn on the light and stumble blindly towards my bathroom. Ugh, bright lights, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and splashing water on my face. I check the clock again, 6:10 then wet my hair down and go back to my room to get dressed. “Jeans?” I ask to myself, “Yeah, why not.” Forty minutes later get on the bus, the typical exchange of “Hey.” between everyone. Sit down, stuff my practice bag under seat, get my earphones plugged into my phone and curl up against the window for a quiet ride.

7:30, first bell rings, slowly make my way through the hallways. Thinking the same things as always, Walk. Go… Walk! No, don’t stop here, you’re in the middle of the hall. What the hell are you doing? MOVE! If only I could actually say this, but I can’t so I only mutter an “Ugh.” under my breathe and carry on. The class is quiet, Tuesday, everyone remembering that we don’t get out early. The blank looks from my peers are only tiring me further, best to just sit down and get ready for class and hope it goes by quickly. That’s the plan for today, sit down, shut up, and pray for the bell. It works, so why not keep it up all day… Until lunch that is.

Back to my music, the best escape from everything. Plugging my earphones into my phone once again I can space out from what’s around me. Well, I can until Dillon comes up behind me with a hug, “Hey girl, hey!” I turn around smiling, he always knows how to make my day better. “Hey.” I say to the small group of friends forming around me, who always seem to turn up around the same time.  After lunch however we split up, Bella and I walking to the other building for our last period classes. It’s engineering for me, ‘bout time I go to a class I really enjoy. However, that’s not what I’m really looking forward to; I'm waiting for the last bell. It rings, Finally 2:25! I grab my game bag and head towards the gym at last. Stopping in the doorway I take a deep relieving breathe, it’s game day.

The door to the gym in our high school