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Hi, this is my first FanFic, so please be nice. I know that girls would not have been on hockey teams, but for this story, I am having girls on the team. Please read and review. On with the story!

Making the Team

Lindsey's POV

"Hey Lindsey, look at this! This arena is awesome!" That was the excited voice of my twin sister Elizabeth.

I looked down at my plastic nametag stating 'Lindsey Blake'. My sister Elizabeth Blake and I are trying out for the Olympic team. Looking around, I noticed that we were the only girls there.

I figured that maybe more girls would show up. I mean, there were like four hundred guys in the lobby alone, surely there had to be more girls. We checked in, only to find that we were the only girls trying out. We had a locker room all to ourselves. All the other locker rooms had at least forty guys in them. Oh well, I knew that we were better than a lot of guys.

We were walking and ran in to none other than Jim Craig, who was looking at the roster. We said hey and joined him. Jack O'Callahan popped up a moment later.

"Hey O.C' I greeted.

"Do I know you?" he seemed puzzled.

"You don't remember?" I asked. "We were thirteen at hockey camp and me and my sister Liz kicked you and Rizzo's asses."

"Oh, yeah. Now I remember. Jim do you remember? You were there too."

"Yes, I remember. These girls here beat everyone at least once in a game. They work good together." Jim Craig recalled.

"Nice talking to y'all but me and Lindsey gotta get ready to beat your asses… again." Liz suddenly spoke up.

I reluctantly left O.C; he was pretty cute with that sexy hair….

O.C's POV

"Damn, did you see that girl Lindsey and her long blonde hair? She was SEXY" O.C said as soon as Lindsey was gone.

"Relax O.C I have a feeling that they will be around for awhile, if they still play like they used to." Jim Craig said.

"How does the roster look?" O.C asked suddenly, changing the subject.

"Well, there are a lot of guys from Minnesota and Boston." Jim Craig said smiling.

"Yeah, that'll work" I said before heading into the locker room to get ready to try out for the US Olympic Team.

Elizabeth's POV

I looked over at Lindsey. I had always admired her natural beauty. I didn't think I looked anywhere near as beautiful as her. My green eyes sharply contrasted her blazing blue ones. Her long, layered blonde hair was way different from my shoulder length auburn hair. She was one inch taller than me, standing at 5'10. Her cocky personality was exactly the opposite from my quiet, even tempered personality. We were fraternal; twins, not identical, so we didn't look or act the same most of the time.

"Do you think that Herb Brooks will let us be on the team even though we're girls?" she asked.

Although I was surprised by her question, (she was usually really optimistic) I knew that she was right. There were no other girls trying out. We had a really slim chance of making the team.

"I don't know." I answered. "Herb Brooks seems like the kind of guy who would put talent ahead of gender. We just have to skate better than everyone and we will be on the team."

We put on the rest of our gear and headed out to start our try out. We skated pretty hard in the morning. I knew that we still had a week of this to go, and I was glad. I love being out on the ice skating and I knew that a lot of the boys hadn't skated over the summer and were really out of shape. Lindsey and I weren't in the best shape, but we played hockey year round, so we were still in pretty good shape by the end of the days practice.

Lindsey's POV

The morning went well. Liz and I held our own against the guys, I think they were scared they would hurt us if they checked us too hard. I loved the stunned look on their faces when Liz and I slammed into them to get the puck. We played hard and well, scoring a lot of the time we got the puck and by the end of our try out, I thought we had done well.

"Hey, Lindsey!" a voice called out from behind me.

I turned around. It was O.C. He looked surprised. "I didn't think you and Elizabeth could still play that well," he admitted sheepishly. "I mean, you guys killed a bunch of guys out there. Mark Johnson is complaining that when you slammed him into the boards, you dislocated his shoulder.

I grinned in an amused sort of way. "Yeah, me and Liz like to play rough," I said. "We flattened just about every guy out there, including you," I said blushing.

"Yeah, you guys had us fooled. I bet you and your sister made it onto the team." He added.

"Well that is what my sister came her for; to kick your asses and both get put on the team." I laughed.

"We will see," O.C said trying to look serious.

He walked off, leaving me staring at him from behind. He was almost as good looking behind as he was in the front. I went to shower and change.

(A couple hours later)

The final roster was already out? This was the first day. They couldn't have picked the team already could they? I was full of questions and not paying any attention to anything until Liz nudged me in the ribs and said "They are listing the names now so you should listen."

I immediately started paying attention to the assistant coach, Craig Patrick.

"O'Callahan, Ramsey, E. Blake, McClanahan, Verchota, L. Blake, Eruzione. That's the roster for now. The rest of you thanks for coming out."

I couldn't believe it. Both me and my sister had made the United States hockey team.

Liz nudged me again. I realized that coach was talking. I thought that I should probably listen to him, but I couldn't help but think of winning a gold medal, beating the soviets, goignout with O.C, winning O.C's heart…

"Isn't that right Lindsey?" Herb asked me.

I could feel my face burning. I had no clue what coach was talking about. "uuummm, sure whatever you say. You are always right,"I said in one breath.

Everyone was chuckling. I turned around and made sure my grin was noticed by the coach. I mentally kicked myself for not paying attention.

"Nice cover Lindsey, but next time try paying attention. As I was saying I will be your coach not your friend. If you need one of them, take it up with Doc or Coach Patrick." With that, Coach Brooks just walked out.

"You all have some homework before you celebrate," said Coach Patrick, earning some laughter from the boys.

I picked up the test he was handing out. The test was heavy and had about three hundred question. Liz and I decided it was going to be a very long night.

"Hey Lindsey!"

I turned around and saw O.C waving me over. I lazily walked over to him and said congratulations.

"A bunch of the guys are going to the bar later tonight, do you and Elizabeth want to come?" O.C asked.

I decided that it wouldn't be too bad to go watch a bunch of boys get drunk (Liz and I were only twenty so we couldn't legally drink). I told him that we would be there. He seemed genuinely happy.

O.C's POV

My life was going well. I had just made the Olympic Hockey team and the hottest girl I have ever seen was going out with me. Okay, I'll admit it, it wasn't really a date considering that almost all of the hockey players would be there, but still, it was a start.

Jim Craig walked over and immediately saw the grin on my face.

"Got a date yet?" he asked

"Nope, but it's only the first day. By the time the week is over, I will have a date with Lindsey."

"Sure, you know that Herb isn't going to let any of the players date the girls on the hockey team."

I knew that, but I decided to play innocent. "Herb can't say who I do and don't date," I said quickly. "Besides, it's up to her really."

"Right, whatever, later O.C"

He left me to think of Lindsey and I together.