Micah Daughtry
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The scribbling of pencils against the paper filled the noise in the room, along with silent chattering of kids, others passing notes, and of course, the droning of the teacher. Only the people who actually cared were paying attention, but others were just passing the time by talking with friends....via paper. The scraping of the chalk against the chalkboard was nothing new to these students...unless they had white boards, but it was highly unlikely.
Micah was no different. He was so used to the noise of what happened in the classroom. Nothing really bothered him these days...well, except for the fact that the basketball season was coming up and he had to decide what was going on in captain's practice. Thoughts had raced his mind, like...well, a bunch of things. He thought of a couple of specific ones that would have to prepare the other students who wanted to get in there as well such as:
-The shell drill
-Lay-ups (duh)
-Lightning for shooting accuracy and speed
-Scrimmaging
It was nothing new to Micah, well, at least not anymore. He sighed as he wrote down random notes, well, they weren't exactly notes. It was more like...random words. Setting the pencil down before crossing his arms, he looked around to see who was talking to who and what was going on.
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