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Chapter 19
We sat at our usual lunch table quietly looking at each other. The bustling of the lunch crowd didn't penetrate our clique as they passed to find seats. I had spent the rest of the weekend sulking. My Dad managed to get my Mom to un-ground me after their excessive fighting, but she wouldn't budge on her decision about the Tournament. I just can't believe she would do this to me! A week before the Tournament!
"What are we going to do now?" Chelsea asked breaking our numbing silence.
"We're short a person," said Sean," I guess we can't enter." I saw Chelsea comfortingly squeeze his hand. He looked so disappointed and I felt horrible. It wasn't just me being punished now, but my entire team too. This is completely my fault.
"I'm sorry guys, this is sort of my fault," I said avoiding eye contact with anyone at my table.
"Hey, if it's your fault, I'm at fault too," Ashley said taking my hand. I gave her a half smile, but still felt guilty. I was careless, and we got caught, basically spiraling this entire fiasco.
"It's no one's fault, just a tough break chicas," Madison said. I smiled gratefully at her. I hadn't gotten the chance to really get to know Madison that well, because of all the drama Ashley and I went through, back when I was stupid and scared. But she's proven to be a good friend; she's been looking out for me in the hallways since the incident with Sherry, since she too was a cheerleader. Frankly I think they are more scared of her than of Sherry, something that works well in my favor. I don't know if you've ever seen her angry, but I suggest not getting in her way.
We once again fell into a silence, not really looking at each other or anything. I didn't know what to do about our situation. I looked around the quad at the free and careless people, laughing and eating lunch and then back to our table with uneaten lunches and somber faces.
We're so pathetic. I busted out laughing causing everyone to look at me in shock. The laughter was infectious because soon we were all laughing, seemingly at nothing.
"Ok we can fix this," said Kyla as our laughter subsided, "Why don't we just combine the best players from each team? We could totally be unstoppable!" she said her voice rising at the end garnering some looks of confusion.
"Yeah that could work," said Aiden, "But who do we choose?"
"Well we can do two people from each team to make it fair," Kyla said as we all nodded in agreement, "Obviously we'll have Ashley and Glen, the two best," she said but after a pointed look from me she added, "The two best that can play."
"Well, I know I'm definitely not the best so I'm out," said Madison.
"Same here," Chelsea agreed.
"Ok so that leaves Aiden, Kyla and Sean," I said.
"Well it's not question, Aiden and Sean have the best aim," Kyla butted in before anyone could speak up.
"Are you sure Ky? You get pretty caught up in there and I know you love it," Aiden said turning to her. She smiled and nodded, "Thanks but yeah I'm sure, we need to win this! And you're the best person for the job!"
"Alright guys, now we just need to fill out a new registration form," Ashley said.
"Cool, I think I have a sheet in my locker, let's go grab it!" said glen as he and Kyla stood up excitedly. Everyone followed them, grabbing their lunches and bags to follow Glen. I felt Ashley get up next to me. She turned to me when I didn't get up to follow right away.
"You ok?" She asked sitting down next to me again and taking my hand.
"Yeah I'm fine," I said.
"What's wrong?" she asked not giving up.
"It's just weird. For the first time in a long time, I'm on the outside watching everyone else prepare for the Tournament. It's stupid really, I'm just a bit jealous," I said.
"Aw Spence, you we're doing this to win, for you," she said.
"I know, and you all better kick ass," I said grinning.
"Haha don't worry we're gonna rock that tournament," she said laughing. I kissed her quickly, "Come on let's catch up to the others."