I dried off and got ready for practice. I did feel slightly better and more refreshed. It still hurt to move but livable. My movements were stiff and slow as I joined everyone downstairs.
Mrs. Atkins handed me a plastic container filled with fruits, a bagel, scrambled eggs, and some slices of toast. "Eat in the car and be sure to finish it." She hurried all of us to the car and waved as Zeke pulled the car out of the driveway.
I ate on the way to school and was still finishing as Zeke parked by the field. The twins were quick to grab their bags and head to the fields.
Noah pulled his bag and mine out of the trunk, while watching them take off. "In a hurry? Suspicious."
"It's because we're late." Zeke joined us by the trunk, grabbing his bag out too. "You best hurry as well. Who knows how many laps Coach will give you."
Noah's eyes widen. He twisted his head to check the watch on Zeke's wrist. "Oh, crud!" He looked at me. "We've gotta run too."
