Making Weight

essay K.C. was a Short stocky 17 year old with short dark hair, dark brown eyes, and a round but muscular physic. It was about 7 a.m. and he was getting ready for school, but today he, and his team mates on the wrestling team, had a match against the Dixie Flyers from St. George. That morning he only had a half cup of water and an orange, he had to make weight. He wrestled …

…school was over. In just a few short hours the deul would start and K.C. being one of the light wieghts, would be one of the first to wrestle, but at least he would soon be able to eat again as soon as he wieghed in. In what seemed like no time at all K.C. found himself in the locker room waiting to be weighed in, and to no surprise, he made weight.