Ch. 6 - Amelia (CONTINUED)

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Sunday…

Amber stepped onto the tennis court, her heart racing in a thrilling blend of excitement and trepidation. It was the final match of the tournament, and determination coursed through her veins like wildfire.

She casted her gaze toward the stands, where Alicia and I, erupted with cheers- a symphony of support that had accompanied her on every serve of her tennis journey. As the first point began, the court came alive, but her opponent- a fierce competitor with a serve that felt like thunder- quickly seized the lead.

Doubt crept into Ambers heart, but a single glance within our support ignited a spark within her. My radiant smile was a beacon of hope, while Alicia's encouraging thumbs up anchored her resolve.

As the rally unfolded, Amber shots sharpened and her movements flowed like water, each swing infused with the palpable energy radiating from her friends. The crowd roared, a whirlwind of cheering and gasps, but all she could hear were the soothing voices of Alicia and I, each of us urging her to dig deep and fight. The match intensified, a ballet of skill and determination, until finally, in a breathtaking climax, Amber seized victory, her heart singing with triumph. Her friends rushed onto the court, wrapping her in a jubilant embrace as tears of joy streaked down her face- she had transcended the boundary from dreamer to champion.

But just as they began to bask in the afterglow of her hard-won triumph, an unexpected twist spiraled into their celebration. With a flicker of magic, Alicia vanished into thin air, leaving behind a shimmering trail of sparkles that hung in the air like stardust. Amber and I stood frozen in shock, our mouths agape, just as Alicia’s laughter filled the air around them. We looked up, wide-eyed, to see her soaring above on a radiant broomstick, laughter bubbling from her lips like a melody. "Sorry for disappearing, but I just had to try out this new broomstick I found!" she called down, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

Laughter burst from Amber and I, a cascade of relief and joy spiraling into the evening sky. As we exited the stadium, hearts still soaring, we knew this match would echo in our memories forever, woven together with the threads of friendship and a sprinkle of enchantment, creating a story that would last a lifetime…

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