Hi Readers new and old! I kinda discontinued the rest of my stories, but I had this great idea for a new one while watching one of my brothers play football. Anyway I hope you guys like this story!

Third Person Point of View

It was October 12th and the defensive line of Roseville Public high school was doing everything they could to hold Gallagher Academy, their archrival, on their 15 yard line. 15 yards was all the distance between Gallagher and victory. 4 points was all the difference on the score board. The quarterback of Gallagher turned quickly to the referee and held their hands up in a T asking for a timeout. When the referee gave a nod in return, the team knew to fall in line around their QB giving them the space to make a plan.

"Alright team! 15 yards are between us and victory! 15 yards are between us and the next year of bragging rights! So what do you guys say? Can we win this?" the QB yelled getting the whole team fired up.

"Yeah!" came the overwhelming shout of the boys.

"Alright let's do this! You guys know the play, Power36! Ready?!" the QB yelled, once again trying to get everyone pumped up.

"Break!" they all called.

The defense had their line ready, determined faces painted across the bulky young men's faces. The offense got into their stances waiting for the signal from their QB and captain.

"DOWN!"

"SET!"

"HIKE!"

With the ball snapped and in the hands of the QB it was effortlessly thrown halfway to the goal, and run the rest of the way by the co-captain and wide receiver, Alex Wilith.

"TOUCHDOWN, GALLAGHER ACADEMY!" the announcer yelled and everyone listened to their own fans cheering as the running clock hit zero. "That touchdown turns the tides and Gallagher Academy wins!"

"WOOHOO! YEAH!" the QB heard from the rest of the team as they rushed out onto the field, hoisting their two captains in the air. While the captains fist bumped, the rest of the team happily cheered making their way towards their bus. When the captains were finally set down, the cheerleaders rushed up congratulating the team and giving hugs to friends and boyfriends.

"CAMMIE!" Macey and Bex called running up and giving her a hug.

"That was bloody awesome! There's no way that you aren't getting scholarship offers." Bex yelled shaking her best friend's shoulders, her british accent flying through the Friday night air.

"Alright you two," Alex called, "Calm down! Everybody! How about so cheers for everyone's favorite quarterback and captain, Cammie Morgan!"

"MORGAN! MORGAN! MORGAN! MORGAN!" the whole bus shouted happily.

"ALRIGHT!" Cam called over everyone else. "SETTLE DOWN! I just have to say guys! That was an awesome game, but that doesn't mean we didn't make mistakes, and it definitely doesn't mean that we are going to cut any corners! We are going to be way better next Friday night!"

"YEAH!" came a cheer from all those listening.

"I guess I'll see you all in an hour or so at Wilith's house!" she called.

"YEAH!" came another great cheer from the team as music started blasting and the 20 minute ride back to their own school began.

"REMEMBER!" Alex yelled over everyone, "WE HAVE PRACTICE AT 6:30AM ON SUNDAY! THERE IS NO EXCUSE THAT WILL GET YOU OUT OF PRACTCE! UNLESS YOU ARE IN THE HOSPITAL, YOU MUST BE THERE!"

Cammie POV

While Alex made his routine post-game announcements, I made my way to the back of the bus and sat down across from my three best friends. First there was Bex, my best friend since middle school and captain of the cheer team. Next was Lizzie. She was definitely not the athletic type. She is a mathlete, president of the chemistry club, and my co-editor of the school news paper. She only came to the games on the bus because she covered it for the school newspaper, as well as helping the cheer team with the physics of their stunts. Finally there was Macey. She is the daughter of a senator and the best flyer our school cheer team has seen in years. She writes the gossip and beauty column for the school news paper and loves to piss off her parents.

"Was I really that good in the game tonight?" I asked the girls hoping it was a positive response, seeing as college scouts very covertly dotted the stands.

"YES!" came the automatic reply from all three of them as well as some of the other cheerleaders who heard my question.

"Okay okay!" I said putting my hands up in surrender, "So... who's coming to Wilith's party with me?"