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We were scheduled to compete in two hours and I was already beginning to feel nervous. Will I throw my back tuck? What if I don't hit my stunt? I told myself to stop, I didn't have time to think about it. Exams were in two days and I only had a little while longer to study before my team had to meet for warm-ups. I sat tucked away in a far-off corner of the convention center and turned up the classical music playing through my earbuds in an attempt to tune out the obnoxiously loud cheer music coming from the arena. Girls all around me were doing each other's hair, talking about their performance, or running around cheering on their friends.I hated having to miss out on all the excitement of our first cheer competition of the season, but I knew

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