Sydney

If I thought Monday was noisy and crowded with all the buzz going on about the game…

I was wrong.

Tuesday was worse.

“Bringing that trophy home!” someone yelled from behind me, purple paint smeared across half his face like he’d lost a fight with a paint bucket.

“Woop! Woop! Lakeview!”

Someone brought a freaking horn to school and was blowing it while riding a skateboard down the hallway.

That wasn’t just dangerous, that was illegal on school grounds.

“Hey, catch!”

Something flew across the hallway.

I shrieked and ducked automatically.

Thud!

A basketball smacked into a locker two feet away from me, before bouncing back into someone’s hands....