She sits down and hides. She’s shaking. She’s not ready.
She’s faced by walls of eyes, anywhere she looks.
So many people who came to see her succeed.
This is the moment she’s been waiting for. All these years of training. All the fun others her age had, and she didn’t. For this. But she’s not ready. She needs better preparation, more training, another year.
The umpire’s voice pulls her out of her head. She’s trained, suffered and sacrificed for this.
This is the moment she’s been waiting for.
Time to serve for the match.