Cato: "Okay, team. We can do this!" I encourage my teammates. We were standing in the locker rooms. "This is it. The Grand Final. We can't let them beat us again!" Marvel adds. "Yeah" The team murmurs. "So let's get out there and do this!" I yell, clapping my hands. The room erupts with cheers and we line up to go out onto the field.
Clove: I stand with the group of cheerleader. I had on a tight red shirt and a short white skirt. I was holding two pompoms in my hands. "Okay girls, you all remember the routine?" The head cheerleader, Vanessa asks. "Yes!" We all reply. "Then let's go!" Vanessa cheers. We walk out and sit on the bleachers, closest to the field. Our team begins jogging out. Cato ran out first and everyone started cheering. He had his helmet in one hand and a rugby ball in the other; he turned swiftly to our direction and winked. All the girls started screaming. "That was to me!" They argued. That didn't bother me. I knew it was directed to me. Us, cheerleaders stood up and started cheering. "GO REDS!" We screamed. The teams lined up on the field. Oh my god. They were giants. Cato is big, but some of the other team is even larger. They flipped the coin and the Blues started. They threw the ball around with perfect accuracy. Out team sometimes got hold of the ball, but ended up tackled onto the ground. It was an intense game.
Cato: "Marvel!" I yelled. Marvel spotted my hand and threw the ball to me, I ran after it and caught it, and I ran towards the goals. The Blues star quarterback came at me I threw the ball. "Angus!" I yelled. Angus ran and made a diving catch, he charged to the goals and landed a touchdown. "Yes!" We yelled. The cheerleaders erupted into a wild dance. We were 5 points behind the Blues. The whistle blew for half time. We surrounded Angus, congratulating him and stuff. We ran to the bench and downed mouthfuls of water. The cheerleaders swarmed around us. They swooned over the other guys because they all knew I was taken. I grin when Clove comes over. I stand up meeting her halfway. "Hey sexy." I grin, looking at her uniform. She let her hair out and had straightened it. She looks so good. "You did really well." She says. "Five points behind. You can win this." I drape an arm around her shoulder. "With you, yes I can." He replies charmingly. She stands on her toes and gives me a quick peck then pushes me back onto the field for the second half. Filled with confidence, adrenaline pumping, I face the other team. Let the finals begin for real.
Clove: Cato runs through the field, muscles rippling and scores a few touchdowns. I glance at the board nervously. 7 more minutes to go, and they are 8 points behind. Come on… I urge silently. You can do this Cato.
The ball flies through the air and lands in Cato's hands. Just when his hand touch it, a large blue figure whams into Cato, knocking him through the air and landing with a loud thud on the ground. Everyone gasps. My hands fly up to my mouth. He stays still. His chest moving up and down rapidly.
Cato: Blackness. I see blackness. My back hurts and my head is throbbing. I groan. Whiteness blinds me and I begin to see again. I look around and everything is blurred. I can make out a few red and blue figures. "Oww" I moan. This man comes over. He shakes his head. "He has to rest. I think he has to get out of the game." No! I think. The team needs me. I try to get up but it hurts too much. I can't do this. I have to stop playing. I turn my head, and everything is still blurred. My eyes fixate onto a pair of brown eyes on the bleachers. My eyes focus and I can make out one word in my mind. Clove. I have to do this for Clove. I can't give up.
Clove: "Come on Cato…Get up…" I plead silently. "Don't give up." He turns his head and stares into my eyes. "Come on Cato. You can do this!" Everyone encourages.
Cato: I can't give up now. We're so close. With Clove imprinted onto my brain, I use every ounce of my strength to sit up. Cheering erupts. "Cato. You have to stop playing." Marvel says. "No. I got this. I'm fine. Really." I insist.
Clove: I am so relieved when Cato stands up and continues to play. Yes. He can do this! I glance at the time. 5 minutes left. I lose count of how many touchdowns, but the Reds are now 2 points behind. Everyone is waiting in anticipation. They can win! Marvel lands one touchdown. Everyone cheers. 1 more point to draw! I look at the time, 2 minutes. I hear cheering and my head snaps back to the field. I cheer along when I realize we got another point. It's a draw! "One more point and we win this thing!" The cheerleaders squeal. I look nervously at the time. 1 minute. I clasp my hands tightly together. Will they have enough time?! Angus manages to steal the ball and he throws it straight to Marvel. I look at the time again. 30 seconds. Cato catches the ball in midair and he runs for the goals. 20 seconds. The audience is all holding their breaths. The same question on everyone's mind. Is he going to make it?! Cato weaves his way through the people. 10 seconds. I lean forward. 5 seconds. A player blocks Cato's way and Cato quickly throws the ball to Angus. Cato runs past the player and Angus throws the ball back to him for the win. Everyone watches the ball pass through the air. If Cato doesn't catch this, then it's a draw. All eyes are on Cato.
Cato: The ball whisks through the air, I bend down, jump up and reach for the ball. For Clove. I say. My fingers close around the ball and I drop to the ground in a roll, slamming the ball onto the ground. A whistle blows loudly and my ears are filled with screaming and cheering. Music blares loudly. "TOUCHDOWN! TOUCHDOWN!" The speakers yell. I tilt my head backwards and I release a yell. I DID IT! WE DID IT! The team swarms around me cheering and whooping. "We won! We won!" They yell. The audience runs onto the field surrounding our team. We were all hot, sweaty and victorious. The students of our school surround us. Congratulating and talking excitedly about the highlights of this game. "S'cuse me." I elbow my way through the crowd. I find Clove standing near the back. I take my helmet off and smile. "You did it!" She yells excitedly, throwing her arms around me. I spit the mouth guard onto the grass. "Yeah. And I couldn't have done it without you." I say holding her waist. "What do you mean?" She asks. "Well, you were on my mind the whole time. And if you weren't on the bleachers, I don't think I would've gotten up."
"Aww…How sweet." She says.
Marvel: "We did it!" I yell. "We finally beat them!" I am so happy. This is the best day of my life. My birthday, and we win the finals. "Hey, where's the Captain?!" Angus points out. "Cato? I don't know. I'll find him." I respond. I push my way through the crowd. And spot Cato with Clove standing at the back. "Cato we have to take pictures and stuff," I say. "Okay then. I'll see you soon." He kisses Clove quickly and walks away with me.
Cato: I raise the trophy above my head triumphantly. We were all grinning like idiots and feeling tired, but great. People snapped photos and we all posed.
Cato: I look through myself in the mirror. Metallic silver suit. Nice. I gel my hair the way I like it. Time to pick up Clove. I drive to her house.
Clove: "Wow! Glimmer you look really good!" I say to her. She wore a pearly white-pink dress, which spread out like a tutu at her knees. She curled her silky blonde hair into nice golden curls. "Thanks! So do you!" She replies. I laugh, I wore a pinkish-orange, strapless dress. Glimmer styled my hair. It was piled in a bun up the top but came down like a ponytail as well. "How are you going there?" I ask. "I'll drive my car. You need a ride?" She asks. I smile. "Thanks but no. I got my own personal driver." I say with a wink. Glimmer laughs. "Oh yeah. I almost forgot." She puts a tube of lip gloss into my handbag. "Add on a layer after you…you know." She says. "Thanks." I laugh. We finish putting the finishing touches of make up on. "Time to go!" Glimmer says.
Cato: I straighten my jacket and step out of my car. The sky was getting dark. Clove's cousin, Glimmer walks out. She had beautiful blonde hair in curls and a really nice dress on. "Hey," I say. Giving her a kiss on the cheek. (You know the ones for greeting someone?) "You look good today." I say. "Thanks. So do you. I love your suit." She says. When she sees me looking for someone, she says. "Oh. Clove has to get something. She'll be out real soon." I nod. I can't wait to see her. She must be so pretty. Clove finally comes out of the door in a stunning pink-orange dress. Her hair was styled perfectly and she just looked…breathtaking.
Glimmer: Cato's eyes lit up when he saw Clove. They immediately walked over to each other and Cato leaned down to give her a kiss. He whispered something and they both laughed. I sigh. What a cute couple. I hopped into my car and rolled down the window. "Clove! Remember the lip gloss!" I yell. "Yeah. Okay!" She replies. "So that's what tasted so nice." Cato said to himself. Clove and I started laughing. I start the car.
Cato: I open the car door for her. I hop into the driver's seat and off we sped. "How far is this?" Clove asks. I shrug. "20 minutes?" I guess. She takes off the lid of her lip gloss and applies on a new layer. It was shiny, but colorless. Thank God. Or else I would have red lips.
Clove: I think I fell asleep. Cato was being the considerate boyfriend he was and didn't disturb me. When he finally shook me awake, we had arrived at Marvel's country club. Loud music was blaring and teens were chatting and drinking out of cocktail glasses. I take Cato's hand and we walked into the party room. Inside, the music was even louder. Couples were dancing and there was a DJ and a turntable up the front. "Wow." I say. "Yeah. I've been here like, 5 times but this is going to be the best one yet. Because you're here with me." He says back, just loud enough for me to hear. "Hey Cato! Clove!" Cato's bunch of friends greet. "Wow Clove. You look great!" Marvel compliments. "Thanks" I say. "Happy Birthday too!" I add, Cato hands Marvel a present, "From both of us." Cato says with a smile. "Thanks bro. Hope you guys have fun! I've got to go greet some other people. See you around." Marvel says. He wore a simple black and white suit. But looked pretty good with his hair gelled. "Hey. Is Marvel single?" I whisper. "Yeah. For now. But I know who he has a crush on."
"Who?" I ask. "Glimmer." He answers. I take a step back. "Seriously?!"
"Yeah. He said he saw her at the mall with her friends and was awestruck by her beauty. Even though she's like, two years older. But he says that she'll never like him."
"Really? No…I think if Marvel worked up the courage to talk to her, Glimmer would like him. Marvel's not too bad. He's sweet, funny and cute-But of course, you're better. And I love you more than anything." I say looking up at Cato. That, of course. Brings a kiss upon me. And I'm sure that Cato was purposely sucking off the lip gloss. I pull away. "Cato! What did Glimmer say!?" He just smirks and walks me to the bar. "How'd 'bout a drink, beautiful?" He suggests. "Sure" I say. I sit on the bar chairs and Cato orders us both a drink. "Sorry, gotta go to the bathroom." He says, and walks away, pushing his way through the crowd. I laugh and watch the bartender make our drinks. Someone approaches me from behind and I turn to see a tall boy with brown eyes and brown hair. He slides onto the chair next to me, "Hey there, good-looking." He flirts. "Waiting for someone? Perhaps the perfect other half of you? Well, don't have to wait anymore. Because, if you haven't realized, I am your other half." He says. What an idiot. I think to myself. I just ignore him, he goes further, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me close to him. "What are you doing?!" I ask, furious. "I am waiting, but not for you!" I say, pushing his arm away. "Who are you waiting for?" He sneers. He's expecting me not to be able to answer. "Me." A voice growls from behind him. The guy turns and sees Cato leering over him. "Don't ever, think about touching my girlfriend. Because you won't have a very nice ending." He threatens. The boy turns pale and he runs away, disappearing into the crowds. Cato's stone face softens back into his normal cute face. He sits back on his chair and we both laugh. "That was good acting." I laugh. "I was really angry when I saw him holding you like that." He says. "Aww…Don't worry. I won't fall for anyone besides you." I say, touching his face lightly. Then, giving him a kiss. He smiles. "I believe you. And neither would I." We both smile at each other and drink our drinks.
Glimmer: I sit on one of the tables, staring at my drink bored. All the couples dance happily on the dance floor and Clove and Cato are chatting at the bar and occasionally, kissing. "Mind if I sit down?" A voice asks. I turn and see the birthday boy, Marvel, sitting down on the chair across from me. He looks good. "Oh, I don't mind." I say. "Happy Birthday!" I add. "Thanks." He replies. There was an awkward silence. "Congratulations on the game." I say. "I heard you did really well." He lets out a chuckle. Aww…He's got a cute smile. "Thanks. I just, did what I had to." He replies. He glances over my shoulder. "Hey, don't you think Cato and Clove are getting a bit-" He pauses. I turn around and finish the sentence for him. "Inappropriate?"
"Yes. Thank you." He laughs and we end up both laughing. "Don't worry. You'll get used to it. They always kiss. It's like an everyday thing for them." I shrug. He laughs. "Anyway. Cheers." He says, holding up his cocktail. I pick mine up. "And happy birthday." I say holding the glass out to him. Our glasses vibrate ever so softly at contact and we both take a sip, staring into each other's eyes.