Sucks to be Him by Vicky (best ebook pdf reader android .txt) 📕

I know I shouldn't be awake 'till way later but I just couldn't get back to sleep so all I could do was stare out my window at the empty street. All I wanted to do was to get ready eat breakfast and head off to school, but that wasn't 'till 7:00. So I just thought and thought and thought about what I was going to tell my dad when he woke up and I had a gym bag in my hands. All he wanted me to do for high school was take all the extra classes I could and get straight A’s. But that wasn’t for me I wanted to be a field hockey player. I love Field Hockey so much it is like my life dream. When I was littler I went to a summer camp for it and the coaches there said I had real talent. So I kept going each year till 7th grade year when my dad told me what he had planned for me. I looked at my alarm clock as it changed to 6:00 and went off. I ran over trying not to make a sound and turned it off I didn’t want my dad to wake up. I opened up my dresser and looked inside, last night I couldn’t figure out what to wear so I waited till to day to decide. I had nothing in the drawers that I wanted so I ran to my closet, and grabbed out my jean skirt, black leggings, and my only black shirt that says “If You Can’t Play Nice…Play Field Hockey”. It was my favorite shirt. I ran to the bathroom knowing I was running late. I jumped in the shower and turned it on. After I was done I dried my head with my new blow dryer and then I straightened it. I got dressed and went down stairs to see what there was to eat, of course everything I saw had sugars. So I decided I would just grab something on the way. I called up my friend who was driving me to school.
“Hey Adria.” She answered.
“Hey Jenn. Are you ready yet or are you still getting ready?”
“I’m ready I was just waiting for you to call.”
“Well can we head out earlier because I wanted to stop for something to eat?” I asked.
“Yeah sure I’ll head out.” She said.
“Thanks! Don’t forget your field hockey stuff.” I reminded her.
“I won’t. Bye.”
“Bye.” And I hung up the phone.
When I turned around I almost died of shock. My dad was standing behind me. Oh shit he must have heard me. I was going to tell him I was planning on doing field hockey but not this way.
“Er, hi daddy.”
“Hi Adria. So you are planning on doing field hockey?” Oh man right down to business I was not ready for this.
“Yes. I know you wanted me to focus on school but I love field hockey too.” I was hoping he wouldn’t get to mad. But I spoke too soon.
“Why would you even want to change your future? You could get such a high paying job if you just focused on school.” He yelled at me.
“It’s not my future, it’s yours! I want to do…” But before I could finish Jenn beeped her horn. “I got to go. Bye.”
He didn’t say bye so I just grabbed my gym bag and school bag and put my flip-flops on and ran outside almost crying.
“Hey.” Jenn said. “You ready for try outs? What position you trying for?”
“Left wing. You trying for left mid right?” I asked.
“Of course!!!” She yelled. Jenn had been playing left mid for 6 years straight.
The rest of the ride was silent. We stopped at Dunkin Donuts and ordered 2 bagels and 2 orange juices. After we finished we drove to school, we weren’t the first there. There was some kids hanging around but none of them were my friends, so we parked as close as possible to the field hockey field and grabbed our sticks and a ball out and just shot around on the goals. We played 1 on 1, and I hate to say it but I defiantly beat her. But with Jenn it wasn’t about making shots it was about playing with your team to make sure we won. We were so focused on the game that we didn’t realize the parking lot filling up. When we finally did notice we ran to put our stuff away and grab our school bags. We didn’t know whose classes we were in so we figured that we would stop by the office but as we walked in the front doors we noticed lists hung up. They were homeroom listings. We started checking the homerooms but we didn’t find our names till the last list and we were both on it.
“Mrs. Carter?” I asked.
“I have no idea who that is. She must be new.”
We walked to class looking at all the new extra curriculum activities. We had sign ups for field hockey one week ago, so try outs were today. They were from 2:30 to 6:00, the were three and a half hours long and it was two day try-outs. We found our homeroom with no problems and we saw that people were already taking their seats so we found two seats next to each other closer to the back so when we passed notes nobody saw us. Not even a minute after sitting down we were surrounded by some of our friends who do field hockey. We talked for a bit but the bell rang interrupting us so everybody ran to get their seats. But nobody made it before our teacher came in.
“Take your seat” She didn’t sound that friendly. She sounded like one of those old widowed ladies. “Every day when I come in you should be seated facing forward. No talking, you can be reading, working on any school work, but you shouldn’t be just sitting there.”
She walked to the board and wrote her name then went to her desk and started roll call. She got to like the fourth name when snap. Somebody snapped their gum and Mrs. Carter stared at him with beady eyes.
“Spit it out.” She ordered as she carried the trash can over to him. And so he did.
The rest of homeroom was a blrr. Mrs. Carter did attendence then gave us our homeroom schedule which I made a second copy of to put in my locker, then she gave us our lockers combos and let us practice. I was putting things in my locker when I felt a tap on my shoulder.
“Escuse me.” A guys voice said. I turned to look at him. And oh my god I was almost frozen solid. A boy about half of foot taller than me and had brown hair and green eyes stood before. He was georges, more than georges he was hot.
“Hi.” Was all I could say.
“Hello. Could you tell me where Mrs. Carter’s room is?”
“Yeah I can show you.” I closed my locker and showed him to my homeroom. I was going to go up with him but Mrs. Carter just walked up to his side. I just took my seat and stared at him. He took his seat at the front of the room and dropped his binder and everybody stared at him. Just as Mrs. Carter was going to speak the bell rang we all got up and left the class. I had first period with Jenn so we walked together and sat near each other. I didn’t see “him” again until lunch when he was sitting all by himself so I went to sit near him. Jenn and the rest of my friends followed me too.
“Hi. Again.” I said.
“Uh hi.” He said.
“I didn’t get to introduce myself earlier I’m Adria and this is Jenn, Sophie, Nick, Lola, and Ariel. We all play field hockey together.”
“I’m Ethan. And it seems like everyone I’ve talked to today play field hockey.” He said.
“Yeah it’s a pretty big sport around here. We have try outs after school but only 20 kids make it. You play a sport?” I asked.
“Yeah, basketball. Tryouts are tonight too.” He said. Oh great he plays basketball he’s hot everybody is going to be after him. I was about to speak when someone walked up.
“Ethan is it?” She said. Grr it’s Lucy. She plays field hockey too but she is a whore. She plays center mid the “best” position she says because they have to be every where, and she never let anybody forgets it.
“Yeah and you are?” He asked.
“I’m Lucy. I play center mid field hockey.”
“Figures you play field hockey too.” He said laughing, she laughed too.
“Oh you have to come and hang out with my friends and me” She said and she pulled him away. But before they got to far she looked back and gave one of her “ha I win” smiles.
“God I hate her!” I said.
We ate lunch then went to our afternoon classes. The good thing about them I had them all with Ethan. At the end of the day we went back to homeroom and got our stuff to go home. The bell rang and we all ran out to get our sport bags and to get changed. As we walked into the gym I saw Ethan and some other guys getting ready for practice. God he looked so hot in his shorts.
“Be careful Adria. Boys don’t like it when girls drool.” Lucy said laughing. And she walked away laughing at her dim-witted joke.
We got changed and then we headed off to practice. We started hitting some balls around but we only had a minute because coach onto the field.
“Ok everyone! Gather! I’m coach Jo. These two days will be the hardest try outs any of you people will ever experience. There are fifty-four of you guys and only twenty of you guys will make it. So I won’t be fooling around these two days and if even of you guys fool around you will kicked out of try outs faster than you can say field hockey. And if you make the team and you start fooling around you will still be off the team.” She said. “OK, lets get started. Run five laps then get a quick drink and stand near the goal when your done.”
“Do we have to run together? And do you want us to run with our sticks?” A girl in the back asked but I didn’t notice the voice.
“No you don’t have to run together but I do want you to run with your sticks. OK ready go.” And we all started running. I am so thankful that I did a lot of running over the summer. I was in the lead for the whole time I even lapped 4 people. When I finished everyone else was just starting their fifth lap or not even done with their fourth. Coach was very impressed with my running. I wasn’t even out of breath and when people finished they were dieing of shortness of breath. Lucy looked like she was going to die so when I looked at her she gave me the most nasty look ever she got jealous that I ran faster than her.
“OK, some of you are not in shape but I figured that would be the case. Next we are going to do fartlicks, get in four lines at each corner