Cringefest 2018: The Competition [COMPLETED]

Crucifijo VII

"Well, hello, April," greets Ann in the basketball audience. "How's volleyball? I'll bet a thousand dollars Crucifijo won!"

"The scores were tied," replies April. "Then, we Navio were declared the winners due to us having more set victories."

"Some of the best volleyball players in school are in our house!" Ann moans.

"Then, all of a sudden, the scorers found an error in calculation."

"So?"

"Crucifijo had one more point."

Ann smiles. "Come on, April, gimme those 1,000 bucks!"

"I never agreed to the bet."

Ann tugs on April's dirty sports shoes. "Just pullin' yer leg," she says.

"Seriously, can we just watch basketball?" April requests.

"You ask that as if you haven't looked at the scores yet," Ann replies. "Only a fucking idiot'd think Navio still has a chance!"

The Crucifijo score was 49.

The Navio score was 37.

"Well, it's almost time for the game to end, too," continues Ann. "I doubt your team will make it to the championship any time soon. I mean, Navio also lost to Cangrejo in football girls, and in badminton I heard they're losing, too."

"Where's Sandee?" April asks.

"Badminton doubles," Ann replies. "I'd like to mix things up for her again so that Navio gets a chance to be in the Championship games."

"Just, no," replies April, standing up. "Let's watch."

"Correction: I'm not willing to skip lunch just because I want to watch a badminton game. I only said I want the scores, April!"

"Did you really say that a while ago?"

"There's no doubting me," replies Ann. "If I said it, I said it. If I haven't said it, then I've said it now."

"Said-sation," exclaims April.

"No puns here, please. Especially bad ones! I am allergic to word play."

"You're the one that does most of the puns every lunch."

"Shatap."

"Good thing Ysobel didn't hear you."

"Why are we wasting time?"

"Yeah, man. Let's just go."

Ann and April sprint to the girls' badminton court.

"Who's that beside Sandee?" asks April.

"Does it look like I care, chum?" replies Ann.

On the Navio side was Stephanie and yet another girl unrecognizable to the two.

Ann looks at the scoreboard.

Campana: 18
Navio: 15

"Campana's leading in the second set, and won the previous set," Ann states.

"Then suddenly, Steph scores like a billion points at once for Navio," April responds.

"You can only score one at a time, idiot."

"How do you know?"

"Because I've known Sandee for four years now, and she's a badminton player herself."

"What's a Sidek serve?" asks April.

"That's an illegit serve, April. You hit the feathers first while doing a backhand flick, that's why," answers Ann.

"Oh, so you really know badminton."

"Of course!"

They watch as Sandee wins herself another point, making her score 19.

"Two away from the deuce," April comments.

"My lord, April!" Ann wails. "There are no deuces in badminton! Deuces have nothing to do with badminton! Deuces only belong in tennis, not badminton!"

"Just tryin' to trigger you, man," replies April. "I know deuces ain't in badminton."

"C'mon, April. Let's have lunch! We can talk about SportsFest afterward!" Ann happily exclaims.

"The canteen ladies ain't workin' today," April remarks. "We can just enjoy a refreshing Jatorade or two, maybe."

"I finished a bottle two hours ago," says Ann arrogantly. "I'd be willing to consume another bottle out of the blue."

April claps slowly. Ann runs out of the gym, where she noticed many of the girls were.

"This is the biggest gossiping meeting I've ever been to," Ann mutters as she sits down on the hard concrete floor.

"Don't worry, Alyssa always makes things fun for everyone," replies Ykielle. "Trust me."

"Dolan!" Alyssa shouts. "Everyone, ship him!"

Alyssa points a pen at everyone, going clockwise every time someone mentioned a girl's name.

"It's not Valentine's yet!" cries Dolan.

"It's only gonna get worse from here," mumbles Ann. "Fuck this shit, I'm out!"