I cheered along with the rest of the girls; my voice louder than most. I was enjoying myself; I was definitely in the zone tonight. I ignored every sensation I felt.
Well..Most of them.
I did enjoy the feeling of the football team’s eyes on me. I suddenly felt light-headed, but shook the feeling off. It was time to stunt.
I took my place by Jamie’s side, ready. The dizziness was overwhelming now. I nodded; she jumped into my hands. I staggered beneath her weight. Odd; Jamie was merely eighty-five pounds. I couldn’t get her up. What was wrong with me tonight? And then I felt it. The shaking, the uncontrollable sweating. And the desire to kill myself.
Yep. My sugar was low, yet again.
I was stuck beneath my best friend; there was absolutely no way I was going to drop Jamie. So I staggered even more, the shaking getting faster and faster. I fought it as best I could, but soon the sensation was too much. Jamie came down safely, landing on my hip. I crumpled to the floor.
Welcome to my shit life.