The Real Deal

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Action and Adventure  |  House: Booksie Classic
This story is about a boy who was having a hard time with sports. He later improves over time. It may include some funny things, have fun!

Submitted: March 12, 2015

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The Real Deal

By: Henrique Costa

 

My brother, Toby, and I, don’t really have the best of luck. We recently moved countries, and now we have to live in my father’s old farm house for two months or until our stuff arrives, which we aren’t happy about at all. We used to live in a modern apartment, with everything we needed on it. It had a great pool, a gym, a soccer field, a tennis court, and basically everything. I used to arrive from school and play some games with my brother, but now we can’t do that, as we have more work to do now. Some days we have to milk the cows, give the dogs a walk, use the horses, and all of those farm things I hate doing, although it is a great experience, but not that great based on the amount of time we’re spending here. If it was for vacations, I would be happier, but it is not for vacations. At least our new school will be quite good, it is way bigger than my old one, meaning that maybe I can have more friends now.

 

My father’s farm house once used to be my grandparents place, but my father bought a better place for them, with more modernity I should say. He said it will be a great environment for them. The house is made out of wood, with a nice old brick roof. It has three rooms, one for my parents, one for me and Toby, and a spare one for guests or anything else, therefore, we might be thinking on making that my room. The house is quite big overall, but it still doesn’t compare to the one I was in before, never forgetting the fact of the smell at night. Anywho, I will be starting school tomorrow, which is quite exciting for me, very exciting indeed.

After munching down the breakfast, I entered the car and sat next to Toby, ready to go to school. I felt my hands were shaking, and I realized I was nervous. I was scared about going to the new school, and maybe I won’t make new friends. I shrugged my head and started thinking positively, as we approached the school.

 

I arrived, and was astonished only with my first step. The school was tremendously big, breathtaking. It was completely different to any place I had ever seen in my life. I had never seen a school like this, and it was great for me! Toby and I went straight into the office to get ready for the next classes. The teacher at the office presented me to my guide.

 

His name was Simon, Simon Rodriguez. He was a slim, tall boy, a little shorter than me, with a brown-yellowish hair. He was very nice, he always tried to keep me entertained with something, either being about the school, or even about him. I told him that I’ll be living in my father’s farm house for two months, until the stuff comes from the boats. He found it pretty interesting, as he made his way through into the other kids in the grade. They were all playing basketball, the only game I was not good at. I had only played it once in my old school, but it wasn’t for too long though, but I did a lot in that time, and it didn’t go well. I couldn’t even try to score, the ball will just go to somewhere completely different.

 

“Hey there mate! What’s your name?” asked a boy.

 

“Hello! My name is Jack, I recently arrived to the city,” I replied as I followed Simon.

“Wanna join us? You can play if you want,” asked another boy, who was a teeny bit taller than me.

 

“Ok then, but I’m not great.”

 

“It’s ok, no problem at all!” He said in a good mood. He was also smiling as he talked. I guessed he was going to be very nice, like Simon was.  

 

While playing, I felt awful. I couldn’t score anything, they would always take the ball off me before I do anything with the ball. The team I was in was really good, so I felt like junk compared to them. It wasn’t the greatest of all welcomings to the new school, at least I had a bit of fun, although my team got mad at me. The bell’s light turned on and a loud sound came out. Simon told me to follow him to the next class. The next class was P.E, my favourite class of all of them, I love sports, unless we have basketball as the subject.


 

The P.E area was huge, nothing compared to the one in my old school. It had big benches for the spectator to watch, and multiple fields into one. It had a blue futsal field, a volleyball one, a basketball one, etc. I was amazed about the many things I was missing out in my old school, but now I can enjoy the field as much as I want.

 

“Hello kids, this year we will be starting off with… Basketball!” When he finished the sentence, everyone started jumping around the field with a huge smile on their face, and all shouting “Yaaaaaaayyyy!!!” or “Wooo-hooo!!!”. I was the only kid who was not happy. I wasn’t happy at all, not even close to being happy. We started off by practicing shooting, then we did the passing.

 

After the P.E class, came break. P.E class was one of the slowest classes, it took so long, it felt like two classes combined into one. I was happy the class ended, while Simon and the others I met were all on the field, without wanting to get out. I only scored two baskets out of like a hundred shots, but at least I should be happy I managed to score at least, I guess. My passing wasn’t great, but I managed to do some good passes. I still wasn’t happy. I was the worst of the class, nobody missed as much as I did.

 


 

It was finally break time, and I could finally go talk to Simon. He was sitting on the bench of the field, waiting for me. He had already bought his lunch, so I decided to go buy mine before I went to meet him.  We could see the boys in the basketball court, they were picking teams. Simon and I went to there to join the boys in playing basketball, although I didn’t want to.

As I guessed before, I was the last one to be picked, and to make it worse, I was the substitute, which means I only play if one of the boys in my team is tired.

 

When school ended, I decided to talk to my dad about me having basketball classes. He said it would be a great idea, but it would be far away from my house, since we are currently in the farm house. I talked to Simon to see if he wanted to join the classes, so we could work better together.

The basketball classes seemed to be helping me. Now I can score more than what I have ever scored before in a match, which was a great feeling. I was happy with every shot I scored, and even if I missed, I wouldn’t give up. I used to give up as soon as I noticed I was bad at something, or if I couldn’t do something, but basketball is something I couldn’t give up in. I don’t know why that is, but I’m glad I didn’t give up.

 

After 1 month of basketball practice and 2 months of school, I thought I had improved a lot. For the past few weeks, I had been one of the first people to be picked, and also in P.E class. I was also called up to be in the school’s basketball team, with Simon. I accepted the offer without any doubts, and now I play in the team. In school, I have made tons of new friends, from all grades, which is something new to me. The boys who are always in the court are my buddies as well, and they always invite me to play. The first guy who talked to me when I arrived is called Diego, and I am good friends with him. We always tend to play together along with Simon and other boys. Simon and I are now best pals, and we are both first name in the basketball team. However, on the other hand, my brother, Toby, decided to go to the soccer side, but I’m also glad he made it to the soccer team. I am not a hundred percent happy about it, but at least he is happy. The problem with that is that when we would like to play together in the house, he would play soccer while I’ll be playing basketball.

 

We have a tournament coming up in the next few days or so, which means I have to start preparing and getting ready for everything, with all the practice done. The good news are that I haven’t got more work to do at the house, because our stuff will be arriving a week before the tournament starts, so I can prepare myself better than it would have been. The tournament will be in another city quite distant to the one I live on, therefore we will be making a bus trip to get to there. I am completely shocked and frightened about the tournament. It’s my first tournament, but I will try my best. Simon has been on other tournaments before, so I guess he could help me keep calm and to concentrate my head.


 

“I hope everything goes well as planned,” I told Simon, taking a deep breath as I spoke.

 

“Dude, chill, we’ll be more than fine.” He replied, trying to keep positive.

 

“But what if we lose? We would be out of the team I believe”

 

“Shhhhh, just chill, it will go better than it will ever be.”

 


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