Disclaimer: I hereby state that I own nothing but a few plot twists and two OC/M-S characters. Also, I acknowledge that I don't own any of history that has been made, nor am I attempting to transpose any information that might hereby be concluded as 'secret lives of such and such hockey players.' Nope. Just a very enthusiastic fan of the movie "Miracle." That's it. I don't own a thing. Though, I do own the weird spellings, grammar and corny jokes scattered throughout this fic.
A/N: Hey all! This is my first crack at a fic, and I figured: Hey, why not?!
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Chapter one
It takes a lot to be able to stand up for something you believe in. Something you want so badly, you'd pull heart and limb to achieve it. Not to mention learn the ins and outs of a real world application that I thought I would never get. Alongside a hockey team, I never would have dreamed I would be able to have all theses memories. All these memories. Some might be thinking along the same lines, maybe more towards the Olympic win. But I never would have thought I would make it up until now. The funny thing is that my life's been similar to theirs. Pushing, working and constantly questioning what I want. Really want. Well, its time I get some of that common sense knocked back into this mind of mine.
This decision could make or break this team. Though I'm not a key player, or even a hockey player for that matter, just a girl who is confused. But I've got to rethink what exactly happened. Maybe thinking back might make sense. Maybe it won't. We will just have to see. It is almost time. He might be here. He said he would. What am I going to say?!