Max was almost late for homeroom as he ran down the halls of Forres High School. By the time he got there, he was huffing and puffing in his seat, and his heart was still beating from last night. He was tired and excited all at the same time, almost unable to discern what he actually felt.
The morning announcements came on, and Max was hoping they would mention last night. “Good morning, Forres High. Please stand for the pledge.”
Max’s heart beat faster and faster, and he held a grin from cheek to cheek. The pledge was over in an instant.
“A great win for the Cavaliers last night; a very intense game as junior point guard Maxwell Bishop wins the game with a buzzer beating three-pointer, ending the game 66-65 against Cromwell. What a game, Max!”
The homeroom went into an uproar of cheers and inaudible noises. Max felt proud that he accomplished something like last night.
Meanwhile, the captain, Damian, could hear the cheers coming from a junior homeroom a few doors down. His teammate Marcus approached him on the subject.
“Last night was pretty crazy, wasn’t it?”
“Yeah, it was. I have to admit, I didn’t think tiny Max had it in him. He seemed like a pushover when he was on JV,” Damian added.
“Coach has been really praising him lately. You think he might start next game?” Marcus wondered.
“Well, Aaron hasn’t been doing too hot these past few games. The kid gets stripped so easily. He’s a terrible point guard and has no clue how to run any of the plays.”
“Yeah, Aaron is more of a liability than anything,” another teammate Seth added.
“I want Max as our starting point guard. If he performs like that consistently, it’ll be good for us.” Damian was hell-bent on starting Max next game, and the other starters agreed, “I think we should throw a party to congratulate him.”
“Sounds good,” Marcus responded.
“Why not?” Seth added.
The guys heard a thump towards the back of the classroom. Turning towards the sound, they realized it was Dan, passed out and being saged by, well, Sage.
“What the hell is wrong with them?” Seth wondered.
“I think it’s best not to question it,” Marcus kept Seth from investigating any further.