1 2 down up!” my back spotter yelled from behind just as my flyer jumped into my hands. With all my might, I pushed her through the air my hands over my head. Kimberly was very slim but was still tall and could hold her weight that high in the air. One thing I can say I could never do. As I held her foot over my head as she hit her famous scorpion and kick full down into our arms. We have this in the bag I know we do.
As we walked into the building I can feel my heart racing in my blood pumping. I always get so anxious every time we come in the competition. As we walk through the sea of girls I could feel the tension, it was like you could cut it through with a knife. I knew everybody came in one goal in mind and that’s to win. “I found it!” One of my teammates yelled and pointed to the table with our name on it.
“That’s just great,” Jessica said rolling her eyes and crossing her arms “we’re sitting right next to the Yellowjackets” We hated the Yellowjackets! They were rude, cocky, and they acted like they ran the place. Some of the other teams were scared of them but me I could care less about them because I came to end their winning streak.
“Aw man! We can never get away from them.” Alex mumbled under her …show more content…
W.J.F.!” and it had begun. I let my body lose and let the music take control. I hit every move sharpness and precision and with a smile on my face. We had this in the bag nothing could stop us now. Okay now that the dance is over time for the cheer.
“W. J. F.!” Clap clap.
“SHA-TERA! GET UP! GET UP! WE NEED HELP!” Is all I could hear floating in and out of consciousness. I could feel my body being hardly shaken. My head was being tossed back and forth, with ever-hard push and pull in hopes of trying to wake me. I could feel the room spinning and my heart racing. I slowly open my eyes to see and all I could see is my coach, my parents, and other random people standing over me with worry in their eyes.
“What is going on? Why am I bleeding? Why can’t I feel my body?” I said holding my nose, trying to understand what just happen.
“Well, you fell. Pretty hard at that.” My coach said trying to help me stand to my feet and when I did the crowd went crazy with claps and cheers. I guess they were happy I was alive. “Move her over here,” she said pulling up a seat for