Growing Up

The coach stood fuming in front of the twenty hardy bodies she was commanded to mold.

"I said varsity runners were to come today. Not you junior people. Just wait till I get my hands on those hoes. It was supposed to be everyone with a sub 6 minute mile seed."

"Oh grow up and stop rooting for only those who are good runners already." Everyone glanced nervously at the youngest runner on the team. "Just because you don't dig our times doesn't mean that you should water down our accomplishments."

The coach stopped and glowered at the girl who dared disrespect her. "You have confidence in spades, I have to admit. But you just don't work hard enough to see the fruit of your labors. Twenty sit-ups, now."

Sweat flowered on the girl's forehead as she did what the coach had ordered.