Friendship, Love, Paws and Fur. (incomplete)

Prologue

I never thought I would find myself in such a situation. When you can feel the eyes searing into the back of your skull. Your palms feel hot, the stage lights blinding your eyes. Your breath ragged, your feet barely finding their way to the main stage. The hosts eyes following as you as you make your way to your seat. The sign above you reading the name of your school, the audiences applause echoing in your ears. I sit in my seat, my friends crowd around me and our rivals sit opposite there faces just that same scared, anxious yet excited expression.  

The host began his routine welcoming speech and introduced us one by one. We waved when our name were announced. I smiled at my friend Jeff, then at Marion who sat in the chair next to me.

Then the game began.

If we won this, that is a big if, we could be heading to Canada for a well deserved holiday. I couldn't imagine ever appearing on TV, but when the company agents came to our school we were all confounded.  St. John Fisher's Chapel Prefects and I had no idea that we were anomalously selected to compete in a competition against another school for that prize. At first we thought it was a sham, a xwindal to derive us young students into a wishful paradise. But when we received letters of authentication, the stage passes and permission notes it became a reality. The lights of the stage dimmed and the first round began.

Fifth round in, we were in the lead with the most points. The final round doomed at the sound of a drum steadily beating. Both teams had 60 seconds to decide who would step up to the stand and take the round. Votes cast, all eyes on me. I swallowed. After receiving pats on the shoulder for luck I ascended the short set of stairs to the stand where there red buzzer glowed under the low light. One questions to answer to win. The lights spiralled around the stage and dimmed. A single light sprayed down on my opponent and me. I could feel the heat of its lamp, the glass buzzer beneath my hand was sticky from previous use.  I placed my hand onto it, just enough pressure as to not to set it off. My opponent nodded at me and I returned it. The host took centre stage and a light hit him as it did us. The monitors behind him split into three, one on each of our faces. Looking at both of us he began to read the question.
''In the book series Twilight by Stephene Meyer, what quote by Edward Cullen questions Bella Swans view of him in the Canteen Scene at Forks High School?''
My hand pressed down on the buzzers as soon as the words Canteen were said. The host looked up to me and waited. I swallowed and watched a bead of sweat run down the side of my opponents face.
''Edward says ''What if I'm not a superhero? What if I'm the bad guy?'''' I smiled slightly and waited to hear if it was the right quote. I could feel Jeff’s eyes scoring holes in my skull, I'd probably get moaned at later. Even if I did get the question right. The host began to smile and the screens flash.
''Congratulations, that was the correct answer. St. John Fisher wins.'' the host called over the audiences screams. The next thing I saw was a bunch of blazers flocking to me and pulling me into a victory hug. Canada here we come.