"S-U-N-N-H-I-L-L! What does that spell? SUNN HILL! Let's go Stars!" Nevaeh yelled. She did a back-handspring back-tuck and skipped off the field.
"Girls, guess what?" Nevaeh gossiped once all of the squad was off of the field. "I was on the way here and I saw Drake frantically running! I bet Abby could've run prettier, and she's about as graceful as a giraffe!"
They all laughed.
Little did she know about his story or his ability. Or his courage. She would come to know, though, of course.
I get it, it sounds crazy. Nevaeh would worry more about a manicure than a claw, right?
Wrong.
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School of Claw| #Wattys2016
FantasíaOreo is worried. She's been going to this school for ten years, but this year is different. Older students and teachers whisper about "Knights".... And a on coming attack. Nevaeh is scared. Swept away during cheerleading practice, she was taken her...
