I wash my face with the faucet, sighing as I stare at my reflection in the restroom.
My hair messy and wet, as my cheeks hold tints of red from where I was bruised by Celia during first match of practice.
As though I knew Mr Damon would not reside me when it comes to a competition, as he called me right after our little conversation with the new arrivals.
And at the instant I went to him, I was thrown into the battlefield along with the rules together with it.
Mr Damon telling me each of the rules while I was getting hit or hitting someone, which includes,
1) No foul play of any kind.
2) Pulling, biting or choking is prohibited in the game.
3) Leave the lane and you're out or disqualified making your opponent the winner.
4) Once your opponent is down, do not proceed to further
