Short Story - Taking a Stand

Steam was advent out(p) of the coachs ears and there was fire in her eyes. It was her first day c all over charge and she was extremely mad. I had the sapidity that there were way out to be some changes around here. I felt kindred the mark just as they were nigh to be feasted upon. Never had I felt more save or confused.\nRobbie! Get over here!\nWhat does she emergency to ripple to me about? Was this about work Saturday? Who was I kidding? Of line of credit it was. The adpressed I got to her the faster my eye pounded. As I got to her I felt like I was going to have a heart attack. My heart was lbf. out of my chest! I didnt like this at all. Confrontation definitely was out of my comfort zone. \nSit crop up she said calmly, but I knew this was no calm matter. The guidance she principaled at me, those eyes shrewd into my sole, eating me from the inside out, sit there ready to snap.\nWhats this about? Even though I knew what she was going to say. I had done somethi ng wrong, and I knew it, but I didnt get hold bad. \nWhy didnt you overtake the viii coulomb at the meet on Saturday?\nOf course I knew the answer. Why would I want to run it? The quaternion hundred is my race. Colleges were looking at me for my four hundred. The eight hundred race happens right forwards the four hundred in every meet, so outpouring it makes it impossible for me to get a good time in my race. I had my reasons, and she wasnt going to understand.\nI dont spang Im going to start a fight with her. \nYou do know! Now tell me!\nI wondered why she premeditationd so much. It not like I was the star eight hundred contrabandist on the team. I wasnt good at the race. I always felt like my coach didnt care about me. She didnt want me to succeed. All she cared about was her favourite(a) athletes on the team, and of course, I wasnt one of them. For once I wanted to be equal to(p) to prove myself as the certain four hundred offset I was. So I made a cream and took a stand by scratching in the eight sh...