TITLE: THE CARDINAL SIGN
GENRE: YA Fantasy
My footsteps echoed in my ears as I ran through the deserted parking lot. I was late.
I stopped when a blur of red streaked past me, so out of place in a sea of metal and asphalt. I hesitated and watched the cardinal fly into the trees.
The referee’s whistle and shouts from fans reached me from the stadium, pulling me out of my daze, and I started jogging again.
After a few steps a parking lot light creaked and I looked up, throwing my arms over my head just as it crashed in front of me, a spray of glass. Shards crunched under my boots when I jumped back.
My heart rate slowed to normal after a minute, while I stared at the broken glass sparkling in the fading sun. “Stupid light.”
Our victory song rang out. We must’ve scored. I shook myself out of my trance and started walking toward the stadium entrance, glancing back once at the mess in the parking lot. Had I been a couple of steps ahead that light would’ve crushed me. The cardinal saved me.
At the stadium I climbed the steps, my boots clanging on the metal. My friends had saved me a spot in our usual place.
I leaned against the rail and let out a whoop. Of course, where I stood I knew my backside would get some attention. Not everyone goes to games for the football.