There were girls everywhere within the gym. Filling almost every empty gap or empty space within it. irls who bunched up with their friends, girls who were by themselves, and then there was me. Frantically looking around to see if I’d run across any familiar faces, one found me. My best friend, Jada, …show more content…
The first group had gone out with numbers one, two, and three. I could hear them go through everything the chant, cheer, dance, and even their jumps. With each participant going out before me, I’d practice along with their group as they performed. Knowing that there were many experienced tumblers or returning cheerleaders, I began to doubt myself. Knowing that I was inexperienced when it came to anything dealing with cheer, especially jumps. “ I'm not going to make it,” I thought. There were fifty four girls here with just as much talent as I had.
We all had one opportunity to show these judges we belonged on the team. So, I’d have to work two times harder to get everything as close to perfect as it could be. Putting a big, yet fake smile on my face, I went through the chant again. Starting low right-v, clap, low left-v, clap, make a k, clap, and end with high-v. After about five times of going through the chant, I returned to the cheer. The words begin to flow smoother as I would repeat them over and over again. Tightening my arms and going through every move, I slowly gained confidence with what I was …show more content…
We were next. Standing behind the large double doors, my group member, Chasity, stood in front of me waiting on the cue. Within the next couple of minutes, coach had signaled the cue to come out into the gym. Putting my hands on my hips, throwing the biggest smile on my face, I walked into the gym to the marked x. It was very quiet, and the judges sat as if they were statues in their seats. My smile begin to tremble as I waited on Chasity to call the chant. As we went through the chant, my adrenalin rushed through my body. There were mixed emotions going through my head.“ Hey fans we’re back and we’re ready to win, come on crowd lets hear’em yell, Go.Fight.Win.” It was almost over. Music from Ariana Grande filled the gym as we went into the dance. Doing quite better than I thought, I began smiling very hard. We both had finished our jumps, starting with toe touches and ending the jump of our desire. Afterwards, the judges begin to tally and score our performances. It was now time to go