Casey
“Come on Casey, get your head in the game!!” Coach Marshall yelled from the side, blowing his whistle for about the hundred time. “You have missed a chance at goal for the second time.” He didn't sound happy. I dropped my head in annoyance, I took a short break catching my breath, standing with my hands on my hips and looking down.
I know I was messing up, I just had no idea what the hell was going on with me. Basketball was/is my life. I lifted my head, my eyes widening a little when they landed upon a person standing next to the side. Her blond hair, now dark and short, almost touching her shoulders. Her skin having more color than the last time I remembered.
I grimaced when a ball made contact with the side of my face. I narrowed my eyes at Duan who just walked up to me, pickin
