Remember

Remember the Titans
Alan Bosley

"C'mon Carrie! We need a ref!" Complained Gerry. "No! You never listen to me!" I said, stomping my foot. Gerry looked at me for a second. "You're right, we don't need you. Who needs an annoying 8 year old little sister in a 9 year old football game" he said proudly. I crossed my arms. "You need a ref! You need me! I'll do it! I'll do it!" I yelled.

I walked up to Hammond High School with Gerry, Alan, and Ray. They introduced me to their friends, and the Sophomores immediately accepted me. I walked around, and found a flyer for the dance team. Hmm...

I walked out to the field, my first football game ever. I was the last in the team to walk out, so I was followed by the band. I was cold in my short little skirt. The music started to play, and I danced, just like I had practiced millions of times before. I danced, people cheered. The song ended. Gerry hugged me. Alan patted me on the back. Free entrance to the football game. I smiled.