It was a Friday on December 4 our first high school basketball game. The day started off with school and I’m not a very big fan of school. I wanted to school to be over so I could play some basketball. I like basketball infact its my favorite sport. I like the feel of a basketball with its grooves and smooth leather. School seems like it takes all day to get over. I walk to all of my classes smelling the sweet taste of pineapple in the kitchen. Our morning classes were over and we had lunch and I was starving. I had a hard time focusing during my classes because I was nervous about my first high school game. We had our afternoon classes and I almost cut my finger off on the table saw because I wasn’t paying attention. I like the smell in
