sixty six || colorblind

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But November 13th was our last game before we moved on states, which meant Wednesday, November 11th was our set day from the start to be our end-of-season banquet.

In other words, for 2 hours tonight, I have to be locked in a building with the whole team who spent the whole season lying to me, looking back at memories that were fake from the start- and I have to be civil the whole time.

Knowing I didn't get the option to skip it because I'd have to explain it to my family who wanted to go, I pouted my whole way through getting ready. Knowing I had to be dressier, I pulled out a plaid mini dress from my closet. I grabbed a sweater to throw on under since it was colder outside. I dressed it up more with jewelry, black tights, and boots. I curled my hair with the extra time I had, throwing a clip on the back with a few stands to create the half-up-half-down look.

With barely any time left to spare, I rushed around at the end to collect up my stuff

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With barely any time left to spare, I rushed around at the end to collect up my stuff. Coach asked us all to bring our jerseys to get a team photo with us where we weren't all sweaty. I dug through my closet for mine, finding the clean white one like he'd asked. I threw it on the bed, noticing how the tape still hadn't been fixed from last game.

I tried to avoid thinking of all the memories, instead trying to remember where I'd put my red duck tape. I honestly couldn't remember, running around my room in hopes the sight of a location would spark something. Nothing did, so I huffed under my breath, grabbed my jersey, wallet, and phone, and headed downstairs in hopes of finding it.

"Oh, thank God. You're finally ready!" my mom sighed with relief as I ran down the steps.

"Yeah," I sarcastically replied. "Have you seen my red duck tape?"

"Uh... not that I believe so," my mom replied, looking around the kitchen confused as I reached the bottom step.

"Great," I sighed, looking around the room. I watched as Luke rounded the corner in a dress shirt and tie, looking up to me from his phone as I looked away.

"I have to find it before I go so you guys go, I'll follow behind," I told the group as they walked towards the door past me.

"Annie?" my mom quickly replied, trying to make sure I wasn't coming up with an excuse to skip it.

"I'll leave in less than 5 minutes if I still can't find it, but I have to fix my jersey before I can go!" I explained, running around the kitchen thinking it would be under the sink or something.

"Fine, but if you don't leave within-"

"I will, mom! Promise," I finally cut her off, running into the garage as she and Luke left out the front door.

I looked through every drawer I could find, seeing no tape anywhere in sight. I had no clue where I had left it at this point, and after I'd searched half the house, I knew my five minutes were up.

I finally just gave up, collecting up all my stuff and running out the front door to get there on time. I drove quickly with music as a distraction, arriving to the venue with a few minutes to spare.

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