The WAC Rules

The time had come, the day had come, the hour had come for the WAC contest to begin. Groups and huddles of students showed at the archway of the YMPA, as Mr. Drails stood at the forefront of the area. The gathering had been overwhelming. There were so many people, and besides being a little claustrophobic it was also really welcoming. I didn't know any of them, but at the same time, I felt like we were all friends. It was hard to describe who these people were and what they looked like because the area seemed overcrowded. The only thing I could see of my surroundings when trying to move through the crowd was just how many people there are in this world; it's incredible, really.

I looked around, trying to find Tisiah or Nikki. But all I kept seeing were the bodies of other contestants.

But then someone touched me, and I quickly whipped my head backward, seeing none other than Malachi. "Hello, Connor," he said with a smirk.

"Uh, hello?" I returned.