"Good Morning August, it's five a.m., this is your wake up call."
Auggie rolled over, further tangling himself with his jungle of blankets as his arm snaked out from amidst the mess to pick up his phone. "Yeah, yeah. Thanks Whisper." He mumbled, still groggy as he pushed himself up into a sitting position. His hand ran up his face as he yawned, rubbed the sleep from his eyes and continued back until he had successfully tousled his hair, adding to the disheveled look of bed head he was already sporting. It didn't take long for the grey eyed male to fall into his natural morning routine. He threw on a pair of running shorts over his scooby doo boxers, shrugged on a hoodie and slinked out of his room for a quick twenty minute jog around the indoor track, before climbing into the nice warm shower. Next thing Auggie knew, it was time for class.
Class dragged on excruciatingly. Especially Math as usual. But with a decent amount of that time spent doodling in his notebook, soon it was time for buffer practice. Auggie geared up in red class buffer equipment, and headed out into the gym. He wasn't so much known for his power on the court, rather his speed, and quick reflexes. Waiting patiently, the brunette rested his lacrosse styled stick over both his shoulders letting his forearms and wrists hang limp over the stick as he leaned casually against the wall.
Coach was cool, as far as teachers went. Both the actual coach, and the girl who had gotten the nick name coach. Auggie always wondered, why not let her join the team? She was more than qualified for it. Besides, she was more into the sport than some of the guys. Rolling his shoulders back in a shrug however, he proceeded to chat with a few of the guys on the red team until practice started.