Callum has soccer practice every Tuesday after school. He always arrives early to warm up. Today, the sky looks clear and bright. His teammates slowly arrive at the field.
卡勒姆每个星期二放学后都有足球训练。他总是提前到场热身。今天，天空看起来晴朗明亮。队友们陆续来到球场。
The coach blows his whistle to start practice. Players run laps around the field first. Then they practice passing the ball in pairs. Callum passes with his friend Fiona.
教练吹响哨子，训练开始。队员们先绕着球场跑圈，然后两人一组练习传球。卡勒姆和他的朋友菲奥娜一组。
"Nice pass," Fiona says, kicking the ball back. "You get faster every week."
“传得好，”菲奥娜一边把球踢回来，一边说，“你每周都在进步。”
"Thanks. I practice at home too," Callum says, smiling.
“谢谢。我在家里也练习，”卡勒姆笑着说。
Halfway through practice, the sky slowly turns gray. Nobody notices the clouds at first. The players keep running and passing the ball. The coach checks his watch and frowns.
训练进行到一半，天空慢慢变灰了。起初没人注意到云。队员们继续跑动、传球。教练看了看手表，皱起眉头。
Suddenly, thunder crashes loudly above the field. Everyone stops and looks up at once. Thick, dark clouds now cover the sky. Rain starts falling hard and fast.
突然，一声响雷在球场上空炸开。所有人都停下来，一起抬头望去。厚厚的乌云已经布满天空。大雨又急又猛地落了下来。
"Everyone, grab your bags!" the coach shouts. "Run to the gym, now!"
“大家拿上包！”教练喊道，“快跑去体育馆，现在就去！”
Players scatter and run toward the school building. Callum grabs his bag and water bottle. Fiona slips a little on the wet grass.
队员们四散开来，朝教学楼跑去。卡勒姆抓起书包和水瓶。菲奥娜在湿滑的草地上滑了一下。
"Are you okay?" Callum asks, helping her stand.
“你没事吧？”卡勒姆问，扶她站起来。
"I'm fine, just wet," Fiona says, laughing.
“我没事，就是湿透了，”菲奥娜笑着说。
They run together through the heavy rain. They reach the gym at last. Both are completely wet.
他们一起冲进大雨里。终于跑到了体育馆。两个人都浑身湿透。
Inside, the team gathers near the doors. Water drips from their hair and jackets. The coach counts the players quickly.
进了里面，队员们聚在门边。水从他们的头发和外套上滴下来。教练很快清点了人数。
"Everyone is here," he says, relieved. "Great job today, everyone."
“人都到齐了，”他松了口气，说，“大家今天表现很好。”
Fiona squeezes water from her wet hair and grins. "That was such a fast run!"
菲奥娜拧着湿头发上的水，咧嘴笑了。“刚才跑得真快！”
Callum laughs and pulls off his soaked jacket. "Same time next week?" he asks.
卡勒姆笑着脱下湿透的外套。“下周同一时间？”他问。
"Same time next week," Fiona agrees, still smiling.
“下周同一时间，”菲奥娜答应道，脸上依然带着笑。
