Personal Narrative: My First Time In Cheer Competition

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My first time being in a cheer competition Have you had to wake up super early for anything? Well I have on the day of my cheer competition. I had to get up at 5:30 some people think that is easy, but not for me. But when I got up I had to start with hair, uniform, and makeup. My mom had to everything because she was worried that I would burn myself with the curlers and mess up my makeup. “ You are a big train wreck in curlers and red lipstick!”My mom exclaimed . I still haven’t had breakfast yet and we were running a tad late so we went to quiktrip and got yogurt and a soda. The yogurt tasted like berries and creamy tartness, the soda tasted nice on my rough and swollen throat. Once we checked out we got in the car and started to drive to Winnetonka high school to …show more content…
Riley was talking to me
“ I can't believe you messed up the counts Elizabeth! Elizabeth was beat red like a rotten tomato because first of all we just got done performing and was very mad at Reli about saying that so she threw back something that will get to Riley. “ At least I didn’t let our stunt drop! I finally stepped in between them so they would stop fighting. I told them that we need to sort this out. So Before the last performance was done they finally made up. Finally when all of the teams were done performing they called all of the teams down to the floor of the gym in a single file line sitting down. When they handed out trophies to everyone I was worked up with energy because I was so shaky that we wouldn't win Then Rose {the director}, were saying the winners. She starts from last to first. Once she was done with 5,4, and 3 she went to a long and extremely awkward silence. We were all crossing hands hoping that we got first. Rosse said that the Saints got 2 and Lenexa wild cats for the first place win {I know it's a weird name just get pass it}. THE
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