I am going to be talking about Soccer Practice which was on Friday because that was the only fun thing that happened this week, all the soccer practices that I had this week were fun but this one was probably the best. So, as soon as school ended I went ahead and headed straight for Math class and then grabbed my belongings and sat down. I talked to a couple of my friends for about 10 minutes before it turned to 3:45 and I said bye to all of them before heading to the bathroom.
My principal of the school went ahead and announced that the people in sports could only leave their class to go change at 3:45 yet when I went into he bathroom there were already 4 other kids who were almost done changing and they probably came into the bathroom at around 3:40 which is not allowed but no one really cares. After finishing I quickly ran to the field in hopes of finishing my laps.
There were three girls in front of me who refused to run a third lap so they just walked off after the second lap and grabbed a ball. While, my coach was talking to another one of those kids the three girls ran away and tried to look innocent. Me being the great person that I am decided not to snitch on them because I'm a good Bhudda, but they know what they did and deserve to be punished through the force of an extra 3 laps!
Once everyone completed their own laps my teacher called everyone in and we did our regular warm ups which consisted of a bunch of leg exercises and other "fun things". And then it was time to do the actual scrimmage, our teacher separated us into different teams and told us where to go.
Of course, I wasn't exactly happy with the idea that my team was going to be going against the team that wasn't as good as us because that just meant it was not going to be fair but believe me I regretted those words because the game wasn't exactly the most fun. I had to run a lot because the forwards did a good job of trying to get the ball away from us and score. When Soccer practice was finally over I had a great time telling everyone good job and then walking to my dad's car as he told us we were going to be going home.
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