Bailey Sadowsky

The Old Car and the Black Notebook

The Old Car and the Black Notebook By Bailey Sadowsky The girls were riding high. They were still buzzing with excitement and confidence. Wren, Marcie, and Jezz screamed the rap line of the hottest song on the Top 40.They had the windows down and they cruised the dusty back sections lines enjoying the last warm hints in the fall air celebrating their victory. Because today, they were victorious. Last night the girls had just made State Volleyball for the third year in a row. The first time the girls made the journey to the golden court they were just sophomores,terrified of competing against the saged seniors of the statewide competitors. The last team from their rural hometown last made state volleyball 24 years ago. They held great pride and ensuing pressure from the whole community just as sophomores.