I thought someone would knock or just open our door to give us our papers, but instead it was slide under our door on the floor. Noah raced to pick them up, handing me mine and looking over his. He then looked up at me blankly. "I don't know if these are the same people we know or not."
I laughed. Noah was so excited, but without knowing everyone's last names, how could we be sure they were on our team or not? I glanced at my bag. "Do you think we should bring our bags?"
Noah pointed at his paper. "My team is meeting in the cafeteria tonight so I won't bother. Where is yours meeting?"
I looked. "At the...stadium." The main field.
"Bring your bag just in case." Noah told me. "It's better to be prepared. It's not like it's too bothersome."
I nodded and picked my bag up.
