Chapter Twenty-Two

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The Playdium was as huge as a football field with a dome. There were posters of upcoming concerts outside the venue.

I headed to the SHU's VIP seats. I scanned the bleachers' area and sure there they were: the 3 witches on the lower box.

The brunette one saw me and dropped her jaw. She shook Caddie's arm and pointed at me. The 3 of them are now having identical faces.

I quickly turned my back and was surprised by Elliot's presence. He was in blue and white basketball jersey and shorts (SHU colors).

"Hey!" He looked ecstatic.

"Hey!" I forced myself to sound upbeat

"I--I didn't know you'd come here," he said, blushing.

"Y--yeah!" I tried to forget about my weird dream. Shouldn't I supposedly have forgotten that dream by now? "I asked Cam for a ticket. I wanted to surprise you," I giggled.

"Well, it worked," he chuckled.

"Anyway, I had this weird dream where I--"

"Stradlin!" The coach barked over the sponsor posters fence.

We both turned to him.

"Game time!"

Elliot turned back to me and held my hands. "Tell me all about your dream later. I'd love to hear it." He gave me a quick kiss on the forehead.

I didn't know how to cheer, so I screamed "Go Elliot!!!" with all my might the moment he was inside the court.

Everyone turned to me like I was some psychopath. I looked at Cam and Nick who were seated on the player's bench in front of me.

They were both grinning and both of their thumbs were raised.

Elliot had a crazy smile on. I've never seen him so happy.

I alternately cheered for Elliot, Cam and Nick (whenever and whoever was inside the court) even until my head hurt from shouting.

Nick was on. I cheered for him even louder because it was the 4th quarter and they were close to winning (2 points).

Nick was on a roll until he got smacked on the forehead by the opposing team's elbow which made me stop cheering. I realized how painful my head was. I was seeing black spots. I forced myself to think that I'm still okay.

The referee whistled fowl. My brain took its final cell before finally shutting down.

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