Sandara loved Saturday morning; the fresh morning air brushing her face as she was jogging around the oval track. She ran listening to the songs on her iPod. Yup, HyoYeon meekly returned all her original songs in the iPod’s playlist.

Her eyes caught their gym and ran towards it. “Goody!” She clasped her hands together finding out it was empty.

She had the real urge to play. Looking around she saw a ball under the bench and went to go retrieve it. She picked up the ball smacking it with her hands getting used to the feeling of the ball. Ahhh…She missed playing ball alone.

Changing the song she had on her iPod, she began to shoot around, lay ups, jump shots, three pointers and foul shots.

Sandara found herself having a lot of fun. She frowned looking around and she realized that its pretty lame without her friends. She sighed, if only she can just contact them. She checked her watch, they’re still in dreamland.

She sighed as she continued dribbling.

Basketball and Gyuri.

Can she really enjoy basketball and play with Gyuri? Be in one team with her?

After shooting around getting warmed up Sandara began her formal warm up.

W-Wait! She stopped correcting herself in saying that thinking about being in one team with Gyuri doesn’t mean she’s decided to join.

She do want to play ball and the adrenalin pumping—that’s if she’s going to spend it with her friends. Playing and representing their school is a different story.

She stood at the small faded foul line and prepared for her shot. Her feet were shoulder width apart. With her shoulders squared she held the ball mainly in her right hand, using the left hand only for support. She bent her knees, and shot while standing up straight, holding her perfect follow through. The ball went in through the hoop, with the glorious sound of a swish.

As the time passes by, joining the team and playing and representing the school was growing in her. She stopped and dropped the ball in between her feet. This is a real deal. Didn’t she just said to herself that when she stepped on the line there would be no turning back? She brought this to herself, she can’t just close her eyes or be deaf about all these.