Saturday morning, I woke up shaking. At first I thought it was an earthquake, but soon enough, I could spot Noah on the side, pushing and pulling my mattress. I groaned. "It's too early. The game isn't until after lunch."
"No!" He exclaimed. "You've gotta get up now for breakfast with Mom and Dad. I need your face to plead our case!"
"Plead our case?" I squinted out from covers. "What's going on?"
"The tryouts!" He jumped down and started to pace. Our room was empty so it meant the twins must have gone downstairs for breakfast already. Noah went to his desk, picked up his laptop, and brought it to my bed. "Look! They've posted the tryouts for the Northwest regional team!"
Thanks Eugene and prophett!
And thanks for the good thoughts everyone. Some background on hip pain: born with bad hips, had a very unique surgery called PAO to prevent an early hip replacement. Every now and then I have to do pt to strengthen the muscles around the hip and it’ll hurt if I do dumb things but the pain has never lasted this long. They want me to see a PAO specialist but those are rare. Mine moved to Colorado :(
Second chap will be coming later cuz this wasn’t 1500 words