You were the principals daughter. You usually had time after school while you waited for your father to finish up his work. You usually spent your time in the library or cafeteria studying for exams. Today, you had to help the gym teacher clean up the gym. While putting the basketballs back into the box, you decide to try and make a few shots. Right as you go to shoot the ball, you feel someone grab the ball as you hold it above your head.
"You're form is wrong."
He whispers in your ear. You turn around and see a tall boy in a basketball uniform.
"You should get out of here. Practice is about to start."
It looks like more time has passed than you thought.
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