When Sophia arrived at training, she was shocked to find NO HANNAH. Confused, Sophia asked her friend Emma.
“No idea, Alex said she was on holidays in Japan so maybe the fill in is late.”
As Emma finished the sentence, the bazaar man waltzed over.
“Hello young students of NETBALL. I am Ben and I am you’re instructor while Hannah is away.”
“Are you the Ben Benny I met while walking here?”
Sophia asked Ben.
“Why yes I am, and you must be S-s-Sophia.”
“It’s just Sophia.”
“Oh my I’m sorry Just Sophia.”
“It’s Sophia.”
“My my, make up your mind what your name is child!”

“Ok so children, what do you normally do first?”
“Warm up!”
“So go! Do that warm up thingy. GO!”

As the team were just finishing squats, a soccer ball appeared from the oval behind the courts.
“Everyone EVACTUATE! It’s a ball!”
Ben seemed very on edge about this one ball and Sophia figured it was because he hated soccer. Ben dug around in his overpacked suitcase and drew out a handful of razor sharp darts. Ben started hurling at the ball until his 7th hit the mark.
The poor boy running after the escapee ball started to cry.
“Oh don’t worry have an egg,” Ben comforted the boy as best you can after destroying someones ball.