Need a Hand?

The sports festival came. 

"Let's go, team!" Andy shouted, hyping our classmates, and they returned his energy by letting out a roar. "The first game is the solo race, so we'll count on you, Ellie." I nodded as I began stretching. 

"Good luck, Noelle." One of my classmates said I remembered her name to be Carla. "Here, let me tie your headband." She said as she helped me tie our pink headband. Andy chose the color pink because he said it's my favorite color. It was sweet of him. 

It looks like the advanced classes are also competing in the sports festival. They used to always skip it before. Maybe they're forced by their adviser now. That's how they are. They're so smart that they think of sports festivals as something absurd. 'Okay, let's stop thinking about that now.' I shook my head as I took a deep breath.

"You can do it!" My classmates shouted. It's rare for them to cheer for me like that. Is this the new type of bullying?