DISCLAIMER: I don't own Daughters of the Moon or any related things, but
I've made up some characters for this.
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Carmen looked around at the audience, scanning for her mom, Mia, and Cara. They weren't there and hadn't been during the whole first two periods ... Weird, they usually come to the games. Couldn't let that interfere... La Brea needed points, zip to zip, and it was the last period.
The referee held up the puck and two players gathered around him. The rest of them lowered down, sticks ready like swords of revolutionary war heroes. He dropped the puck and several lunged for it. Mackenzie ducked in and whacked the ball into the air towards Carmen.
She stuck her hand up and let it bounce down, then hit it towards 25 on La Brea. 25 went to drop pass it, but 16 of the other team got to it first. The crowd moaned in harmony.
Carmen and 33 of La Brea rushed to crush 16 into the wall. They pinned her there until one of them managed to kick out the puck. Player 20 whizzed by to get it as 17 of the opposing team hooked her leg and tripped her. While she was down, 17 pushed her aside with her foot and whacked her with her stick before getting the open puck.
"EEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!" the horn blasted. Penalty to 17, two minutes in the box for a hook, trip, and roughing it.
This was good, La Brea had a one player advantage. Now there was a greater chance of winning.
Another face off. Everyone glided to the direction of the ref. He picked two other players to start off. He dropped it and the frozen clock began to count down again. Carmen slid towards the chaos where girls where trying to gain a plastic puck. She rammed in and catch sight of it and noticed she was surrounded by players. The only way to get it out was to pass it.
A La Brea player got it, but she couldn't make out the number. Whoever it was, iced it to the other side. Penalty, this time on La Brea.
Then the players of La Brea started to switch. Carmen sighed, when she was beginning to get into the game she had to sit around and watch it. She climbed in and the coach called out her name.
"Miss Antonio, your mom is here to pick you up in the parking lot. Go get changed and meet her out there. Something about a family crisis."
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Carmen looked around at the audience, scanning for her mom, Mia, and Cara. They weren't there and hadn't been during the whole first two periods ... Weird, they usually come to the games. Couldn't let that interfere... La Brea needed points, zip to zip, and it was the last period.
The referee held up the puck and two players gathered around him. The rest of them lowered down, sticks ready like swords of revolutionary war heroes. He dropped the puck and several lunged for it. Mackenzie ducked in and whacked the ball into the air towards Carmen.
She stuck her hand up and let it bounce down, then hit it towards 25 on La Brea. 25 went to drop pass it, but 16 of the other team got to it first. The crowd moaned in harmony.
Carmen and 33 of La Brea rushed to crush 16 into the wall. They pinned her there until one of them managed to kick out the puck. Player 20 whizzed by to get it as 17 of the opposing team hooked her leg and tripped her. While she was down, 17 pushed her aside with her foot and whacked her with her stick before getting the open puck.
"EEEEEEEEERRRRRRR!" the horn blasted. Penalty to 17, two minutes in the box for a hook, trip, and roughing it.
This was good, La Brea had a one player advantage. Now there was a greater chance of winning.
Another face off. Everyone glided to the direction of the ref. He picked two other players to start off. He dropped it and the frozen clock began to count down again. Carmen slid towards the chaos where girls where trying to gain a plastic puck. She rammed in and catch sight of it and noticed she was surrounded by players. The only way to get it out was to pass it.
A La Brea player got it, but she couldn't make out the number. Whoever it was, iced it to the other side. Penalty, this time on La Brea.
Then the players of La Brea started to switch. Carmen sighed, when she was beginning to get into the game she had to sit around and watch it. She climbed in and the coach called out her name.
"Miss Antonio, your mom is here to pick you up in the parking lot. Go get changed and meet her out there. Something about a family crisis."