Alright, I've got to stop with this. I have a history paper to write and I'm updating my story. Don't you guys do that? Gahh... anyway, thank you very much for the adds, favorites, and the reviews. Much appreciated. And side note, Concord High School is an actual school in Staten Island. I don't much about it, so if there is a chance someone goes there, I apologize.

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Disclaimer: I own a hand warmer, Jessica, Sam, Cara, and Andrew.

Diary Entry

November 18, 2008

Mood: Where's the nearest bathroom?

Not that I really have to go, but have you ever been so nervous in your life that you think you are going to upchuck everything you had for a midday snack into the nearest place you can upchuck? I have that feeling right now and sitting in my soccer uniform, writing in this diary and staring out the window is not helping like is should be.

Damn it.

Anyway, the WHOLE school is totally excited for the game. I kept walking around the school and I heard "Go Ravens!" "You all Rock!" "DATE ME!"

Okay, the date me one was Andrew, but still!

I would like to met the idiot who thought of a Raven as a mascot cause I want to go and punch the guy. What idiot would pick an annoying bird that looks exactly like a figgen crow? At least it wasn't the pigeon, the city's official bird. I would of drop out of school if our mascot was a pigeon.

Mom and Pop are trying to get me to eat and I know I should be eating, but right now my main concern is my non cooperative stomach. It's not being cooperative and I want to take anti-acids to make it stop talking to me. Sam said that wouldn't be a good idea and she's right. I'll get even sicker if I take anti-acids. I'd die if I took anti-acids.

No I wouldn't. I'm kidding. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge?

Oh never mind.

Anyway, I managed to get the whole CSI team to come to my game. Thank God for mass texting and Mac being so persuaded by my orders to come to my game. Oh yeah, and thanks to me copying down almost every important number in my brother's phone. I am so sneaky.

Anyway, I need to get ready, fill my water bottle, get ready to freeze my ass off cause it's going to be COLD!

I'll update you if we win. Wish us luck!

And why the hell am I asking a diary to wish me luck…

CSI:NYCSI:NYCSI:NY

"Will we know what they look like?"

"How many of them are there?"

"Are they approachable?"

"GUYS!"

Cara, Jessica and Sam were standing near the bleachers of the stadium and Sam and Jessica watched Cara pull on her shin guards and socks. Cara was being bombarded with questions from her two friends and pretty much had enough.

"They are normal people who happen to walk around with guns, shields and could figure out if you robbed from the local bodega. There will be nine of them and all of them are the nicest people you will ever meet. Just don't get on the wrong side of the law, then they turn nasty," Cara explained to them as she dug into her sports bag and pulled out a pair of cleats and began forcing them on to her slowly numbing feet.

"Alright, fine. Since you said they are approachable, I'll be giving them these," Jessica said and held out several mini posters that had "Go Ravens" painted on them. One the other side was scribbled the word "Goal!"

Cara looked at the papers and nodded, "Creative," she said trying to keep the sarcasm out of her voice.

Jessica smiled and mumbled, "I know!"

Cara slammed her foot down on the concrete and her cleat slipped onto her foot. She looked over her shoulder to see her team making their way to the bench on the other side of the field and Cara gave her friends a small smile.

"I've got to go get warmed up," Cara said picking her bag up and giving them a small wave and jogging over to where her team now sat. The stands slowly began filling with spectators and by the time the team took the field, more than half of the Raven's side was packed with spectators. Around 10 minutes before the start of the game, the crime lab team walked through the gates of the stadium and went to find seats in the bleachers. Andrew, Jessica and Sam got Danny's attention and pointed to a whole bench in front of them they had saved for the Crime Lab. Danny led them up to the bench and he quickly thanked Andrew for saving them a spot.

"No problem, we just said the police were coming and everyone cleared out," Andrew said with a small smile on his face. Danny shook his head and they turned their attention the team that was warming up on the field, taking shots at the goal. Danny caught his sister running up from behind the goal, a ball at her feet and she picked it up and tossed it to one of her teammates before heading to the top of the goal box.

The team was brought in and they lined up on the sideline where their benches were, the other team doing the same thing. The music that had been playing over the loudspeakers were silenced and an announcer voice came over the speakers to announce the teams.

"Welcome to the 2008 State Semi-Finals! Today, the match will be between the Roosevelt High Tigers," there was a pause to allow the fans from Roosevelt to cheer, "And the Concord High Ravens!" there was a loud explosion from the Raven's side as the spectators yelled out in excitement and support.

"Let's met our starters for the game! First up, the Roosevelt Tigers!" The announcer went though the names of the starters and the Raven's sideline stayed quiet as the names were announced.

"Now, for the Concord Ravens!" the announcer called out and there was another loud yell. "Back in goal, number 18 Katie…"

The announcer went through the names, "Last but not least, forward number 27, Cara Messer!" Cara jogged out to the center of the field were her team stood, her arms waving up and down to get the crowd excited and she jumped into the small circle of 10 girls that was jumping up and down in the middle of the field.

"The Concord Ravens will have the kickoff as the 2008 Semi-Final game begins!" the announcer yelled. Cara and her fellow forward, Tiffany, exchanged looks.

"You think the announcer had one too many beers?" Tiffany asked.

"You think?" Cara said placing her foot on top of the ball and resting her right arm on her thigh. The ref came up, pointed to the specific goals that the players would be attacking, and then blew his whistle. Cara passed it to Tiffany who passed it back to their mid fielder and the game was on. There was much pushing and shoving between the players as they battled to be the first to score. In these types of playoff games, Cara knew that whoever scored a goal first had the advantage. The Ravens got their chance 20 minutes into the first half. While positioning herself for a corner kick, Cara made enemies with one of the defenders for Roosevelt. While waiting for the corner kick, the defender began pushing on Cara's back and Cara kept jabbing her in the stomach with her elbow, making the defender angrier. The corner kick was made and was heading straight to Cara's feet. Before she had time to react, she felt two hands on her back and she fell.

Looking up, the defender was kicking the ball away from the goal when she heard the ref blow his whistle and Tiffany ran over to help her up.

"You alright?" she asked.

"Never better," Cara grumbled shooting a glare to the girl who was trying to pull the innocent look on the ref. The ref awarded the Ravens a Penalty Kick which Cara took. She waited for the ref to blow his whistle and when he did, she took no time in waiting several seconds to take the kick. The ball soared up into the corner of the goal, causing not only the bleachers to explode, but several people came to jump on her and congratulate her on the goal.

The first half finished and the second half began. There were many battles, close calls, and several fouls before the Roosevelt Tigers put on into the goal on a questionable off sides. While many were trying to argue the call, Cara tried to get her team back into position so they could score another goal and not have to deal with a shoot out. Her wish never happened. The second half finished, two 4 minutes overtime went past, and now they were standing in the center circle of the field, waiting impatiently for the ref to call out the first kicker.

To spare everyone the suspense, the Ravens ended up…

CSI:NYCSI:NYCSI:NY

"Cara, you played an awesome game. You really kicked ass out there,"

"I would want you on my team any day!"

"Ditto!"

"Guys,"

"What?"

"Stop trying to make me feel better," Cara grumbled as she pushed her Doctor Pepper away from her.

Andrew and Sam sat across from her while some members of the team watched.

"She's devastated," Lindsay commented as they watched the interaction between Andrew, Sam and Cara.

"So close to going to finals and you lose in a shoot out. Harsh way to go if you ask me," Flack said taking a sip of his beer.

"I won't be able to talk normally for a week," Adam grumbled pulling out a cough drop and popping it into his mouth. Kendall held out her hand for one and Adam dropped it in her hand. Their voices were already beginning to go from the continuing screaming they did at the game.

Danny looked at the mozzarella sticks that were sitting in front of them and pushed them down to where the teenagers were sitting. Andrew offered Cara one and she shook her head.

"Not hungry," she mumbled.

"Car, you've got to eat something," Danny said to his little sister who shrugged and picked one up and took a bite. She gave him a look and Danny nodded a thank you before turning his attention back to his coffee.

"Well, semi-finals, I have to admit that's pretty good," Hawkes said taking a sip of his coffee.

"You try explaining that to a 17 year old whose skin is almost as thick as mine," Danny said also taking a sip.

"Did I just hear Messer admit he had thick skin?" Flack questioned raising his eyebrow causing Danny to chuck a French fry at his face.

"Harsh, Danny, harsh," Flack commented picking the fry from his lap and popping it into his mouth.

Kendall and Lindsay exchanged looks of disgust and both took sips of their beverages. The three teens stood up and Andrew placed a 20 down on the table, "We're going to head, alright?" he said pointing to the door.

Danny nodded and Cara mimed that she would call him before the teens made an exit. The adults looked at one another and sighed.

"At least it was a good game. I need to see more of those high school games. You forget how much dedication people actually put into these sports," Adam stated reaching for the final mozzarella stick and taking a bite out of it.

Danny nodded, "It was a good game, I actually think Mac enjoyed it,"

"He was cheering and everything. I even think he commended the ref under his breath," Lindsay said. The group laughed trying to picture their boss disagreeing with the ref.

Adam and Kendall both stood up said their goodnights and headed out the door of the small restaurant. Flack looked at his watch and stretched, "I better get going. I'm on call starting at 5," he said standing up, pulling out a 10 and throwing it on the table before he left.

"We should get going," Lindsay said to the two remaining men and they nodded in agreement. Standing up, they all left 5's on the table and left the restaurant for the drive back to Manhattan.

Alright, now we are going to head into December. November was mainly used to wrap up the soccer finals soo... hope you enjoyed and please review.