Nerves

Charlie

I wrung my hands anxiously and stretched up to the tips of my toes to peer over the shoulders of the crowd in front of us. There were so many more people at this race than all the others. I suppose it made sense. It was the final race in the series and the victor would be rewarded tonight. The celebrations would be huge, I imagined, and I prayed it was Benji who crossed the line first. His heart was in this thing one hundred percent and his intentions were so kind and pure.

He deserved it more than anyone else. I was sure of it.

Rick stood beside me with his arms crossed over his chest. I caught him glancing at me every now and then but I couldn’t read his cool expression. After a good ten or so minutes he gently nudged me with his elbow. “Try not to stress, Charlie. He’s got this. His car is the fastest out of all of them and he’s no rookie.”

“I know,” I muttered. I continued wringing my hands.

“Put your hands in your pockets.”

“What? Why?”

“Nervous fidgeting only makes you m