Alone

Keilina walked over to the basketball court, hoping to just shoot some hoops alone. After three years of Camp, still she had found no friends to really talk to.
Training was over for the day, so she grabbed the basketball and started shooting.
The first shot she made didn't even hit the backboard. Keil's face turned beet red as she chased after the ball, hoping no one had seen her fail. It had been awhile since she had plaed basketball, but it used to be her favorite sport! She could do better than this.

The next shot hit the backboard, but didn't fall into the hoop. Dissapointed, Keilina shot again, and it missed the hoop again.
Getting angry won't help, she told herself. Concentrating this time, she threw the basketball in exactly the right position. With a satisfying swoosh, the ball sank through the netting of the hoop. About time.