"Okay, you have three options. Wait, nevermind," Madison told me.

"Madison, you have been looking through your closet for thirty minutes for these clothes. Please just let her pick, or else you're going to make us late," Nichole begged.

I was over at Madison's house, getting ready for the football game. Anna was laying on the bed, reading a book. Nichole was looking at her phone, and Madison was still looking for outfits for me to wear.

Madison insisted that I come over to try on different outfits. When I told her that I was just going to wear jeans and a hoodie, she flipped out.

She told me that since this was my first football game, I have to wear something cute.

So, I agreed, and that sums everything up.

The three outfits were laid out on her bed, next to Anna. The first one was black jeans, a white shirt, and a black leather jacket. It was paired with high heel boots. It gave me a bad girl vibe.

Nope, not really my style.

The second option was a a maroon swaeter, a high waisted skirt, black tights, and brown ankle boots.

Don't really like skirts.

The last option was a a grey sweater that will show my good shoulder, light jeans, and gray boots that almost reach my knees.

"I think I'm going to try this one on," I told the girls.

"Okay," Madison said.

I walked into the bathroom, and I closed the door. I undressed from my clothes, and I put the other outfit on.

I looked at myself in the mirror. The outfit looked really cute on me, and it was comfy.

"I'm coming out," I said, opening the door.

I twirled around, so they can see the front and back. When I looked at them, they were smiling.

"Omg! You look cute!" Anna exclaimed.

"My job is done. Well, for the clothes part," Madison told me.

"Thank you for letting me borrow your clothes," I thanked her.

She waved it off. "No problem, girl. Alright, now while I'm doing your hair, Anna is going to do your makeup. Nichole is our DJ and nail aritist."

I laughed. Anna was getting the makeup together, and Madison was deciding whether she should straighten my hair, or curl it.

"I think I'm going to curl it," she finally decided.

She plugged the curling iron up, and Anna was getting some foundation ready. Nichole was trying to find us some music.

"Yes, this so the one," Nichole said, tapping on the song.

The speaker in Madison's room started to play Senorita by Shawn Mendes and Camila Cabello.

I ship them.

"La, la, la," Nichole started to sing along.

She actual has a nice voice. Madison swung her hips, and Anna was humming along. Nichole came over to me with red fingernail polish.

Seven songs later, the girls were done with my look. I stood up to see my whole body in Madison's body mirror. Nichole, Madison, and Anna were behind me.

My blonde hair was curled, but only at the ends. The makeup in my face was all natural. Madison put two rings on my left hand, a large silver necklace, and a black hair tie, in case I needed to pull my hair up. My nails were a dark red, which I love.

I looked like a different girl. I didn't look the girl a few months back. I didn't look like the girl from yesterday. I looked like I didn't have any problems in my life.

I looked like a normal, happy teenage girl.

"Do you like it?" They asked.

"Like it? I love it. Thank you," I told them.

"Anytime," Anna said.

We all did a group hug. Then, Nichole pulled out her phone.

"Groupie!" She exclaimed.

"Groupie?" I asked her.

"It's like a selfie, but it's with a group of people. Group-ie," she explained.

I laughed, and we took a picture. Then, they got ready. I helped with the makeup, and I think I did a pretty good job.

Madison was wearing a rose gold sweater, black tights, and brown Uggs. She straighten her hair, and it was super long after she was done. I put some natural makeup on her, pearl earrings, and a necklace. I painted her nails a creme color. Then she was done.

Nichole wore a white and black stripped shirt, black ripped pants, and a light jean jacket. She left her hair all natural, and she only put on mascra and lip balm for makeup. She only had a bracelet on, and she was not putting on a necklace. She put on clear nail polish on her nails.

Lastly, Anna wore a black sweater, dark blue jeans, and her white converses. Since her hair was already curly at the bottoms, she left her hair alone. She wore her Apple watch, and she put on some earrings. I helped her put some dark brown eyeshadow on her eyelids and some dark red lipstick.

"Wow! We look amazing!" Madison said with cheerfulness.

"Oh, crap, it's 7:45!" Anna said with worry, looking at the time.

"Alright, people let's move, move, move," Nichole yelled.

We jogged down the stairs, and we walked out of the house.

"Mom, I'm going out for a little while," she yelled before she shut the door.

But when she unlocked the car, her mom came out of the house.

"Madison Sabrina Port! I know you didn't just yell in my house! I will get the broom after you!" She yelled.

Madison looked at her mother, sheepishly. "I'm sorry, Mom. I love you, and I will be home by eleven."

"Hmph, right. Love you too, Madison. Have fun," she said.

Then she waved at us, and shut the front door. We climbed in Madison's car, and she drove off.

"Who are we playing?" I asked Nichole, who was next to me.

"We are playing Quirrels Academy," she replied.

"It's the private school in the next town over," Anna told me.

"Are they any good?" I asked.

"They're good, but we beat them every time we play them," Madison said.

I nodded, and I looked out the window. Football season is a huge thing in this town, so a lot of people come out to watch.

We drove for a couple minutes until we saw cars parked on the side of the road. Madison parked her car in the parking lot, and we got out.

The girls led me to the bleachers where people were already sitting. They stopped walking, and looked at me.

"Are you afraid of heights?" Nichole asked me.

"No, why?" I replied.

"The best seats are on the top row. There you can see everything," Anna informed me.

"Plus, that's where we sit at every home game," Madison added.

I nodded, and we started to walk up the stairs. People were talking to their friends, and drinking hot chocolate.

We sat down on the metal, but it was freezing.

"Omg! I feel like I just sat on an ice cube!" Madison exclaimed, jumping up.

"Well, get use to it," Nichole remarked.

Madison rolled her eyes. "I have a blanket in my car. I'll be right back," she replied before walking away.

The scoreboard was light up, and the cheerleaders were setting up the banner.

"I'm going to get some hot chocolate. Do y'all want anything?" Nichole asked.

"Please get me a hot chocolate and some sour Skittles," Anna told her.

"Campbell?"

"A hot chocolate is fine," I said.

"Okay, I'll be back in a few," Nichole said before walking away.

"The game starts in a few minutes," Anna told me.

"Does Lisa and Ross come to the football games?" I asked her.

"They do, but Gavin told me that they got called into work."

A few minutes later, Nichole came back with our stuff. Madison followed behind her.

"What took you so long?" Nichole asked Madison.

She looked like she didn't know what Nichole was talking about.

"I had to go pee," she lied. Nichole and Anna looked at each other.

"It's that the new code word for sexy makeout session with Gavin?" Anna asked.

Madison blushed. "Shush. Somebody might hear you."

"Please, everybody knows," Nichole said.

Before Madison could say anything, the scoreboard's buzzer went off.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the last home game of the Wolves. Tonight, the Wolves play the Tigers. So, welcome to the field, the Tigers!" The person said through the speakers.

Boys in orange and black football uniforms ran through their banners, and people cheered.

"Now, welcome to the field, the Wolves!"

The girls and I stood up and cheered. Our football team came running through the banners. They wore gray and white outifts, and the girls pointed out who is who.

Elliot is number fifteen, Nick is number twenty- seven, Gavin is number eleven, Gaberial is number ten, and Brent is number one.

"Lets play some ball!" The same person said through the intercom.

We hollered, and the football players got into position.

Please, let us win.

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I'm literally shivering. It's was after the game, and we were waiting for the boys.

They won; 45:13. It was a really good game. The boys played really hard, and the girls and I cheered them on.

Anna told me that after every home football game, they go to a pizza place called Ken's Pizziaria.

"We won baby!" Gavin yelled.

"Of course y'all did," Madison said, kissing him on the cheek.

Nick hugged Nichole, and Elliot kissed Anna. I noticed that all the boys were wearing their letterman jackets.

The jackets were gray with their numbers on the sleeves. On the back of the jacket has Wolves in black.

"Come on, let's go get some pizza," Elliot said, putting his arm around Anna.

"Yes, I'm starving," Gaberial said, running his stomach.

They started to walk to the parking lot, but Brent stayed behind with me.

"Did you like the game?" He asked, scratching the back of his head.

"It was amazing. You and the boys are really good at football," I told him. I put my arms around me to stop freezing.

"Are you cold?" He asked with a corcern look on his face.

"Yeah, but I'll be fine."

"Here," he said, taking off his letterman jacket.

"No, I'm fine," I told him, not trying to make him freeze.

"I'm scared that if you don't put on this jacket, you'll turn into an ice cube," he joked, putting the jacket over my shoulders.

"Thank you," I said with a smile.

"A beautiful girl can't be freezing on my watch," he said with a cheeky grin.

I looked away, hoping he wouldn't see me blush.

I'm blushing because I something he said.

What is going on?

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