Game day

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"This is the game of your worthless high school career if we blow this there's no coming back. Now go out there and win us a game!" The coach ushered us out of the locker room. We don't usually get to do this, but since it's a really big game they hype it up way more.

I ran through the poster "Our star Player, The best Quarter Back of the school Its, Max Mayfield!" The announcer called out, confetti cannons blew it rained down green yellow and white pieces of shiny paper. The crowd cheered my name "Mayfield! Mayfield! Mayfield!" While pumping their fists up and down. School colors were plastered everywhere. But they did the same thing for Jane, basically just repeated the same thing. They got to run out, go through the poster and get announced. Jane was smiling the whole time, which was nice to see after only arguing with the girl.

But, it was time for the actual game.

We line up, I'm on defense Jane is offense. The center passes the ball to Jane, and most of our teams tackle each other. Running backs and Full backs run back. I go after Jane who is running to our goal and about to tackle her, but she pushes me really hard into the ground. I go straight into the ground because my body came to a sudden stop. The ref calls foul.

"What the hell was that, Hopper. You could've fucking killed me!" I get up and take my helmet off. "Max, shut up. That was for egging my fucking house!" Jane yells at me and pushes my chest back "I didn't even want to do that" I yelled back at her while pushing her chest back. "You still fucking did it" She pushes me again,

I throw the first punch.

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