Surviving Elite High

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why not?”
    The door opened again and the girls walked in looking more excited than ever.
    “We've got to go or we'll be late,” Kitty announced as she pulled my arm.
    “Okay, bye Jacob and see you after the game!” I shouted as Kitty dragged me through the door.
    “Call him!” Madison added.
    “I will! See you, John,” he answered, smiling.
    We immediately headed to Nick's game. Truthfully, I was excited. I wanted to see Nick running up and down the field while I admired his beauty and grace with a football in his hands. Even though hundreds of spectators filled the benches, we managed to find a few empty seats near the middle. The cheerleaders were entertaining the crowd while the band played the Elite Hawk's anthem. I saw Allison cheering the crowd along with the rest of the cheerleaders. She was not the same after Nick left her and broke her heart. She was often alone because she parted ways with her 'friends.' I felt her pain. We wept over the same man who had stolen our hearts and shattered them into pieces.
    “Ladies and gentlemen, get ready to rumble!!” the sportscaster announced as his voice resounded throughout the field. The crowd went wild. “Welcome to the duel between the Elite Hawks and the Newton Giants!! And now, the moment we've all been waiting for, presenting to you, the visitors: the Newton Giants!!”
    The crowd cheered as the team made their way through a banner that was held by their cheerleaders. The Elite Hawks’ cheerleaders came out running with plastic smiles on their faces.
    Isabelle and Samantha, who were wearing their traditional black-and-white outfits, held another banner with the team's name on it, while Allison cheered the crowd on the sidelines with the rest of the cheerleaders.
    “And now, introducing to you, the Cinderella story of the decade: the Elite Hawks!!” the sportscaster shouted as the entire crowd stood. They cheered even more when the team strode through the banner shouting and screaming. “And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment we've all been waiting for! He is the man of the night and the one who'll lead the Elite Hawks to an undefeated season, Nick Wild Hawk!!!”
    The entire crowd went insane when Nick ran into the field wearing a black-and-white shirt with the number one imprinted on its back. In a form of triumph, he lifted his helmet in the air. Even the opposing fans stood to welcome him. The marching band, which had been quiet all along, stood and played their victory anthem. They worshipped him as an idol, a god and a hero. Madison and Kitty were jumping up and down while they screamed his name. I sat in my seat while I laughed at their excitement.
    “Come on, John! That's your man out there! Cheer him on!” Madison exclaimed, smiling.
    “Madison! Someone might hear you,” I answered her as I looked around.
    Madison laughed and continued screaming her lungs out. While the referee stepped into the field, both teams made their way to their respective sides. With a high-pitched sound, the game began. Nick quickly received the ball and ran as fast as he could towards the opponent's goal line. He scored the first touchdown of the night. The crowd went insane while the girls chanted his name. I watched the game in silence since I had no idea what was going on. I simply admired Nick's grace and beauty as he moved from side to side.
    “Hut!” Nick shouted as he ran forward and received the ball again.
    He made another touchdown. The crowd instantly responded by chanting his nickname. The game continued and both teams proved why they were fan favorites. When Nick scored the last touchdown, he gave the Elite Hawks the division title. Everyone rushed to the field after the buzzer and lifted him off the ground while they chanted his nickname. They took Nick to the center stage where Mr. Lewis, our school principal, gave him the division trophy. He lifted it into the air while everyone continued to chant his nickname. I was extremely proud of him. The

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