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Rivalry H.S.
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Ongoing, First published May 10, 2025
They say when you graduate high school, all that teenage drama is supposed to be forgotten. Your brain acclimates to a new setting, work, college, living alone. You begin finding out the new realities of what being an adult is supposed to mean, you mature. But apparently, the idea of maturing isn't apparent in the two towns of Greensboro and Georgetown. Two neighboring towns, with the biggest college football rivalry. Greensboro, filled with the rich kids with the easy ins and outs, million dollar mansions, and Louis Vuitton purses. While Georgetown has a little bit less. A community college rather than a University. A run down library, cracked sidewalks, and the people who live there always have to fight to live every day.

Hidden behind the football games, the game winning trophy the teams pass back and forth, and the laughter, hide lies, secrets, and a bit of mystery. Neither schools football teams are all what they appear to be.
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