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- 𝙵𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚢 , 𝚂𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟸𝟸, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟹 - 𝟼: 𝟸𝟶 𝙿.𝙼 -
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By the time Eloise and I finally got to the game, it was already in full swing. The bleachers were packed, and the energy was buzzing, students in school colors chanting and cheering, a sea of movement beneath the stadium lights. I glanced around for Jessica and Ethan and quickly spotted them near the front, already settled in and looking impatient.
"Nice of you two to finally show up," Jessica said, her voice dripping with sarcasm as we slid into the seats beside them.
Eloise barely acknowledged them, only muttering a quick "Hey" before pulling out her phone. I didn't blame her. I practically had to drag her here, and now she was doing exactly what I expected checking her emails or whatever.
"Yeah, yeah, we're late," I muttered, settling into my seat. "I thought it'd be fun, but clearly, I was wrong."
Eloise didn't respond.
The game was tense, and I could feel the pressure building as the clock ticked down. The teams were neck-and-neck, tied at 21-21, and the crowd was getting louder. The whole stadium seemed to hold its breath with every play.
"So what's up with Logan, how's he doing ?" I asked, finally turning to look at the field, searching for number 10.
Jessica glanced at me, then back to the field. "I have no idea. I thought he was supposed to be out there."
Ethan, who had been quietly watching, spoke up. "Yeah, he was supposed to be quarterback tonight. He was all hyped up in practice. No idea why he's missing."
I frowned, looking at the field again. The game was good, but it didn't have the same spark without him out there. Their offense was sluggish without a solid quarterback calling the shots. I could tell they were struggling, and it was starting to show.
"They're doing okay, but it's clear they need him," I said. "That guy is supposed to be the star of the team."
Ethan shook his head. "Something's off. I talked to him earlier today, and he didn't say anything about not showing up."
Jessica turned to look at the field, her face serious. "They can't afford to lose this game, especially against California. Not with their track record."
I nodded, watching the team scramble. The energy had definitely shifted. Without Logan, their plays were sloppy, and they weren't pushing the ball down the field with any real conviction. The game felt like it was slipping through their fingers.
"California's defense is relentless," I muttered. "They're eating up our offense."
Ethan nodded in agreement. "Yeah, and without Logan, they don't have that leadership on the field. I don't know what's going on with him, but they're going to need him if they want to pull this off."
The game continued, the tension thick in the air. It was still tied, but it was clear to everyone watching that something was off. They weren't playing like a team that was ready to win.
I kept my eyes on the field, hoping to see Logan at least warm up or come out for a play. But he never did.
"They better figure this out fast," Jessica said, her voice low. "If they don't get their shit together, California's going to take this game."
I glanced at Eloise, who was still focused on her phone, completely uninterested in the chaos unfolding on the field. I didn't know if she was paying attention to any of it, but I was too preoccupied with Logan's absence to care.
The clock was winding down, and with every passing minute, it felt more and more like this was slipping away from them. Whatever the reason was for Logan's disappearance, it didn't matter anymore. The game was tied, and if they didn't pull something out of their hats soon, they were going to lose.
It was a frustrating, chaotic moment, and I couldn't help but feel like we were all waiting for something that was never going to happen.
As the game grew more intense, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the field. Every second felt like it was dragging on, and my mind kept racing, trying to figure out what was going on with Logan. But then I heard Eloise's voice, pulling me out of my thoughts.
"I'm gonna use the bathroom," she said, her voice almost nonchalant as she stood up from her seat, clearly not interested in the game or the chaos unfolding in front of us.
I barely registered her words, still fixated on the field, my fingers gripping the edge of my seat. "Yeah, whatever. Don't get lost."
Eloise didn't respond, her footsteps fading into the noise of the crowd as she walked away.
I didn't care. The game was all that mattered right now. There was no time to waste thinking about Eloise or where she was going. The tension was unbearable, and with every second, the game felt more like a desperate attempt to hold onto something slipping through their fingers.
Jessica and Ethan were talking among themselves, but I wasn't really listening. I was still staring at the field, waiting for something, anything, to change. I could see the frustration on the players' faces, they were trying, but without Logan, they weren't going to make it.
The clock was winding down, and it felt like there was no hope left.
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Chapter nine of 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 is live, and things are definitely not going as expected. The game's intense, but with Logan MIA ( Missing In Action), the team is falling apart, and the pressure is building. Mia's stuck in her head, trying to figure out why he's not there, while Eloise...will find out why.
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