Dionne
I stared at the flyer, the picture of the opposing team blurred around the edges as my focus zoomed in on it once again. The words "Silver Ridge vs. True Blood Academy" seemed bigger than they actually were, like something out of a movie scene where everything is suddenly larger than life. I could really feel the weight of the upcoming game settle in my chest, until suddenly, the sound of the dismissal bell ripped me from my trance, and I nearly jumped in my seat.
"You still thinking about that practice again?" Violet asked, already slinging her backpack over her shoulder.
"Yeah," I nodded, trying to steady my nerves.
"Scared?" she pressed, arching a brow.
"Scared? No, just... nervous." I shrugged, trying to play it off, but even I could hear the uncertainty in my voice.
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