Her Last Letter

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Kyle

It was a success, triumph and victory all in one night.

My eyes roamed across the bleachers. Everyone was up on their feet, cheering wildly. I could hear distinct whistles and chants in the background, but most of it was overdrowned by the loud clapping from the crowd. From our side, at least.

As for the opposing team, they were grudgingly admitting their defeat, offering encouraging remarks to their fallen team.

"We won!" Brian was grinning from ear to ear. "We're going to the championships! Just one more success before victory!"

"Nice shot out there, Kyle!" Adrian called, adding on to Brian's excitement. He also had a broad smile on his face, identical to everyone else's. "That basket you made? You should have seen their faces! Priceless!"

Wyatt slung an arm over my shoulders. "Plus, you just got yourself even more girls. Some of their girlfriends were staring at you instead of their so-called boyfriends."

I chuckled. Wyatt's enthusiastic behavior had me rolling my eyes. I've never see them so excited before. In fact, with all the adrenaline in their bodies, I wouldn't be surprised if they started jumping up and down like five year olds. Well, it isn't everyday when you win your ticket to the championships. Might as well celebrate too.

We all lined up in a row and raised our fists in a sign of triumph to the fans. It had the crowd go screaming and I couldn't stop the huge grin that appeared. Nor did I want to. Tonight was our night. I took the basketball that was tucked under arm and lifted it up. 

Everyone yelled out their approval. This ball, after all, became our success. Deciding to give a couple of fans a little something to remember, I focused on a group of girls that was watching me admiringly and threw them a playful wink. Their mouths dropped open and stared at me in shock. It was safe to say that one of them almost fainted. 

Nothing wrong with making someone's day. 

The ovation didn't fade away until ten minutes later and even then, people were still chattering happily about the game. It'll be the highlight of every conversation for the next two weeks.

Until the championships.

Coach Sanford came to congratulate us when we were in the locker room. I'm pretty sure everyone could feel the pride radiating off of him. 

"It's been many years since I've seen a team work so well together on the court," he began. "You were all able to read each other's thoughts, know your opponent's weaknessess, and help your teammates in difficult situations. You pulled it all out today and became unstoppable. I couldn't be more happy with how you all played tonight. Practice hard and we'll win the championships just like how we won today." 

My smile grew. For Middleton's basketball team to win the championships would mean the world to the whole school. We had one of the best teams in the county and winning this year would mean the fifth time. 

The locker room cleared out until it was just me, Brian, Adrian, Luke, Landon, and Wyatt. Landon broke the silence. "You think our track team can beat their winning streak?"

He was talking about Olympian. It was a sudden change of subject, but normal. One victory done, another one to go. I laughed. "No, but we can always die trying." Middleton's basketball team might be good, but the track team was even better. They've beaten every school out there except for one, Olympian. And that was always their downfall. No matter how good our runners might be, they had better ones.