Personal Narrative: The Team At The Yellow Stone Mountain Race

I hear her piercing voice echoes the halls with my name. It's Burgundy, sqawking about my name not being on the list for Lightening Bolts. " Brick, why are you not on the list," she screeches. I turn towards her annoyed by the abrupt screeches from her persence. When I look at her she has her school spirit bubbly personality just waiting for a response. " The teams needs you if they want to beat the High Flyers at state," she continues "Your record is amazing!" Last year I lead the team to state at the Yellow Stone mountain race. When would've beat high fylers but because the course has no supervisors along the track, I got injured. No one knows the real story except Hawk, my arch enemy, from High Flyers. The course starts out simple, you follow