"Bye mum, see you later!" Sophia called to her parent as she jumped out of the car and violently shut the door.
"Hey kiddo, don't slam the door! Think about its feelings!" her mum grinned at Sophia before speeding of down the street. Sophia took a glance at the tiny car in the distance and shook her head in amusement at her 'hilarious' mother. She turned away and trooped up the path to her next netball class.

Sophia was a few minutes in on the scenic walk to training when she spotted a man with a dart board set up in front of him and multiple soccer posters were being pinned to the board by a large collection of darts. Sophia stopped to stare. Not only because he was chucking mountains of darts at the board but also because of how he was furiously catapulting darts while riding a tricycle and frying eggs on a pan. Not to mention his tangled, messy brown locks of hair that sat upon his head like a bird nest and is piercing blue eyes you could see from a mile away. A grin was taped across his face in victory a the crushed posters and deflated soccer ball. Looking up from his madness, crazy man beckoned Sophia and called out, "Come and join me, I won't bite!"
"Sorry I've got to go." Sophia shyly answered back, perplexed and nervous.
Suddenly the interesting individual proceeded to ring another on the phone attached to his tricycle.

Sophia shrugged and continued to walk to training. On the way, Sophia absent-mindedly planned what she would do at training. Warmup then passing, team talk, drills and then announcing the team captain for the week. She always knew what to expect because her training commences at the local netball courts and nothing really exciting happens there.