Becoming an NCA Champion

Chapter 1

I walk over to my calendar and count how many practices are left until NCA. "1,2,3..." I say as I count aloud to myself. "...9,10,11,12." 12 more practices left. Wow. I can't believe how fast it's coming up. Winning NCA is my number one goal in cheer. Last year my team was so close to winning, but we lost by .025 points. I was incredibly angry and sad. I know cheer isn't all about winning but I pushed myself so hard at practice and thought for sure we would win. But we didn't. The pressure is on this year for my team to win especially because we were so close to winning last year. I look at the clock, and it's 3:00. practice starts at 4:30, and I want to get there early so I should probably get ready soon. I finally roll out of bed, and head over to my closet. I pick out my baby blue nike sports bra, and some black nike pros. I throw them on, and then walk to my makeup vanity. I sit down and apply some moisturizer, rub it in and then I apply some of my maybelline gel eyeliner and 2 coats of my M.A.C mascara. And to top it all off, I apply some light pink lip gloss. I quickly throw my hair up into a high ponytail and put in my favorite silver bow. I open the drawer in my vanity and grab my teasing comb and tease my hair a little bit, making it a little bigger, but not too big. I hear my mom coming up the stairs and she pops her head into my room, "what time would you like to leave honey?" She says. "3:45" I reply. My mom says "alright sounds good!" And then walks out of my room. I stand up from my vanity and grab my nfinity cheer bag from my closet. I pack my cheer shoes, and some extra ponytails and then I head downstairs. I walk into the kitchen and I reach into the cupboard and grab a water bottle and fill it up with ice cold water. I throw on my moccasins and then walk into the garage where my mom is already waiting for me in the car. As we drive to practice, I jam out to Ed Sheeran, singing at the top of my lungs until we arrive at the gym. When I walked into the gym, I suddenly had a bad feeling about practice, feeling that something bad was going to happen tonight. I figured it was no big deal, so I dropped off my bag in a cubby, grabbed my cheer shoes, and then headed to the mat and started stretching.