The arena during competition day surpassed all of my expectations. The electricity of excitement in the air was buzzing restlessly. After finding our prep corner, the team went through warmups. Leo sat quietly on the bench next to Coach Race. Coach Race was so used to Leo being around for me, that he let him on the floor with us as my personal manager. Finally, the rounds began. I breezed through winning the first five rounds I had before I was let off for a break. Even though I was winning, my chest felt tighter and tighter with every match. As I finally made it back to our corner, I sighed and used the towel Leo offered to wipe the sweat from my forehead. My hair was practically matted to my head at this point. Leo offered me water which I gladly accepted before taking a seat.
"How are you feeling?" He asked. I sighed and leaned back to rest my upper back against the wall.
"I'm fine. After these last few matches conclude, we'll know the final two facing off in the last match. I think I have a good chance of making the final two," I explained.
"Do you need to loosen your...?" Leo trailed off, motioning to my chest. I shook my head. Getting all of my gear off just to loosen my strap would be a waste of time, and I wanted to watch the last matches to know my opponent's strategy if I was a finalist.
"It's not bothering me," I lied. It was most definitely bothering me. But for now, I could still blame my heavy breathing on the matches. I watched the remaining matches while keeping my body warmed up just in case. Finally, it was down to the last two: a student from Radiant Eagle and myself. I hopped in place a little to keep warm while the floor was adjusted to make a floor in the center of the arena. Once the staff was done moving everything, Coach Race walked me over to get ready.
"You watched him in the last match. You've seen how fast he is and where he favors hits. Use it. You're faster than him. Just get there first," Coach Race Gabe a little pep talk as I was getting ready. The sensors were plugged into the back of my suit as I bent my foil a few times to prepare. Looking back to our team corner, Leo watched anxiously. I knew he was worried about me, but I couldn't think about that right now. I wanted to win. I wanted to prove that I belonged at Preston Hills. I wanted to prove that I was a worthy student for Coach Race. I wanted to prove that I was just as good as the guys.
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