A/N.: Hey dudes!! Thanks for all the awesome reviews!!
~Sarah- OMG!! That was the most interesting review I've ever gotten. lol.
That was some beautiful singing. hehe. Don't feel bad, I get the same way
when I have to much soda and chocolate. Except I add a little dancing to
my singing. Who do you think Julie is going marry? You'll never guess.
~Gina-lol. Was it really that suspenseful? I've never been able to write
suspense, but finally. Woo hoo I win!! lol. Thanks for the review it was
totally fabulous!!
~Beans- As always thank you!! OMG did I tell you I can't watch Third Watch
I my house? I was about to breakdown and cry. Then I got online and
everything was better. Why can't we just get more then basic cable? I
don't care if we didn't have any channels, but the one that Third Watch is
on. *groans* Stupid TV.
~bCRAZYD8- Hey thanks for the review hun!! I really appreciate it. Wow
another person told me this chapter was suspenseful. I win again!!
~Sabregirlus33 - Thanks a bunch for the review and keep those fingers
crossed lol. It's gonna be a surprise, even though you'll probably be able
to figuere it out.
~*~*~Joc~*~*~
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"This is great guys!" I exclaimed.
"You haven't seen the best part," Sierra, Jamie's 10 year old daughter, giggled. "There's a television." Sierra had curly blonde hair and was the flower girl along with Connie's daughter, Gabby, who was a clone of her mother, but smaller. Connie had married Guy about 5 yrs. ago and had Gabby a year after and their son, Jake, 3 yrs. later.
"The greatness hasn't even started yet," Cassie exclaimed. She paused, checking her wording and then nodded wildly. She curled some of her orange hair behind her ear and began to play with the window. Rose, my other maid of honor, elbowed her.
"Act normal," she mumbled. Rose was blonde haired and blue eyes which contrasted with Mae's, yet another one of my bridesmaids, wavy brown hair and green eyes. The three of them were married to some of the guys on my faince's hockey team. Hockey had become a daily part of my life. I was always traveling. Well then again hockey had always been a big part of my life. *Flashback*
"Julie, you can't just sit around and do nothing," Tommy yelled into the foyer, one Friday after he came home from work. He threw his keys onto the counter, walked into the room, and sat beside me. I was hanging off the side of the couch, flipping channels on the TV.
"But there isn't anything else to do," I whined.
"You're 9 years old.. don't you have an imagination or something?" he asked, snatching the remote.
"No, I stopped the imagination thing when I stopped believing in Santa."
"You don't believe in Santa?" he inquired. I rolled my eyes. "How about we go down to the ice rink?"
"Sure."
In a matter of minutes we were down the ice rink.
"They have hockey practice," I groaned. "Can we still play at the arcade?"
"No come on. We came to skate and that's what we're gonna do. Coach Benson won't mind he loves me." He winked.
Then, he stepped out on the ice with me at his heels. Four boys were out on the ice, 2 stretching and the other 2 were practicing checking each other into the board.
"Hey guys, look," one of the guys snickered.
"IT'S A GIRL," Another one yelled. The two who where checking each other into the boards met up with the other ones.
'What haven't they ever seen a girl skate before?' I thought.
"I'm gonna go talk to Coach Benson. Play nice with the boys," Tommy stated and skated away.
"Right," I nodded and skated a few laps, listening to the boys that were now cracking jokes at me.
"Okay guys. Lets do it. You know our target!" One screamed as he raised his stick in front of him. Suddenly pucks were flying from every direction. One hit my leg making me fall, another hit my shoulder and another my wrist.
"Boys!" I heard a shrill scream from Coach Benson. A few minutes later, Tommy and a man with a skinny nose and red hair were leaning over me. "Hey Gaffney, your sister would make a hell of a goalie." He helped me up as my back cracked and I rubbed my shoulder.
Tommy laughed. "No seriously," Coach said. "Do you think we could borrow her for practice today?" Tommy looked down at me and nodded.
"Be gentle," was all he said.
"Haha did you see how she fell?" a guy with black hair chuckled. "Girls drool!"
"Knock it off, Joel!" Coach Benson blew his whistle.
That's when I knew it. That's when I knew I wanted to show all those guys, girls could play. That girl's were better then guys. A hell of a lot better. ~Flashback ends~
"Earth to Julie," Mae was snapping her fingers in front of my face.
"Huh?"
"We wanted to show you something ," Rose said, her blues gleaming. She elbowed Cassie, who bit her. "Get the bag," Rose growled.
Cassie pulled out a huge brown bag and reached inside.
* * * * A/N.: How was that? I thought it was kinda corny.. but I didn't know how else to make her start playing hockey that was original. ~Jocelyn~
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"This is great guys!" I exclaimed.
"You haven't seen the best part," Sierra, Jamie's 10 year old daughter, giggled. "There's a television." Sierra had curly blonde hair and was the flower girl along with Connie's daughter, Gabby, who was a clone of her mother, but smaller. Connie had married Guy about 5 yrs. ago and had Gabby a year after and their son, Jake, 3 yrs. later.
"The greatness hasn't even started yet," Cassie exclaimed. She paused, checking her wording and then nodded wildly. She curled some of her orange hair behind her ear and began to play with the window. Rose, my other maid of honor, elbowed her.
"Act normal," she mumbled. Rose was blonde haired and blue eyes which contrasted with Mae's, yet another one of my bridesmaids, wavy brown hair and green eyes. The three of them were married to some of the guys on my faince's hockey team. Hockey had become a daily part of my life. I was always traveling. Well then again hockey had always been a big part of my life. *Flashback*
"Julie, you can't just sit around and do nothing," Tommy yelled into the foyer, one Friday after he came home from work. He threw his keys onto the counter, walked into the room, and sat beside me. I was hanging off the side of the couch, flipping channels on the TV.
"But there isn't anything else to do," I whined.
"You're 9 years old.. don't you have an imagination or something?" he asked, snatching the remote.
"No, I stopped the imagination thing when I stopped believing in Santa."
"You don't believe in Santa?" he inquired. I rolled my eyes. "How about we go down to the ice rink?"
"Sure."
In a matter of minutes we were down the ice rink.
"They have hockey practice," I groaned. "Can we still play at the arcade?"
"No come on. We came to skate and that's what we're gonna do. Coach Benson won't mind he loves me." He winked.
Then, he stepped out on the ice with me at his heels. Four boys were out on the ice, 2 stretching and the other 2 were practicing checking each other into the board.
"Hey guys, look," one of the guys snickered.
"IT'S A GIRL," Another one yelled. The two who where checking each other into the boards met up with the other ones.
'What haven't they ever seen a girl skate before?' I thought.
"I'm gonna go talk to Coach Benson. Play nice with the boys," Tommy stated and skated away.
"Right," I nodded and skated a few laps, listening to the boys that were now cracking jokes at me.
"Okay guys. Lets do it. You know our target!" One screamed as he raised his stick in front of him. Suddenly pucks were flying from every direction. One hit my leg making me fall, another hit my shoulder and another my wrist.
"Boys!" I heard a shrill scream from Coach Benson. A few minutes later, Tommy and a man with a skinny nose and red hair were leaning over me. "Hey Gaffney, your sister would make a hell of a goalie." He helped me up as my back cracked and I rubbed my shoulder.
Tommy laughed. "No seriously," Coach said. "Do you think we could borrow her for practice today?" Tommy looked down at me and nodded.
"Be gentle," was all he said.
"Haha did you see how she fell?" a guy with black hair chuckled. "Girls drool!"
"Knock it off, Joel!" Coach Benson blew his whistle.
That's when I knew it. That's when I knew I wanted to show all those guys, girls could play. That girl's were better then guys. A hell of a lot better. ~Flashback ends~
"Earth to Julie," Mae was snapping her fingers in front of my face.
"Huh?"
"We wanted to show you something ," Rose said, her blues gleaming. She elbowed Cassie, who bit her. "Get the bag," Rose growled.
Cassie pulled out a huge brown bag and reached inside.
* * * * A/N.: How was that? I thought it was kinda corny.. but I didn't know how else to make her start playing hockey that was original. ~Jocelyn~