Disclaimer- I don't own Miracle, Disney owns the movie Miracle and the 1980 US Olympic team owns the real miracle, if I had owned Miracle I wouldn't be writing this story, however, I do own Liz and Lindsey and Kyle and some other people that will come into the story later.

Herbies

Liz's POV

"Blue line, back. Red line, back. Far blue line, back. Far red line, back. You have forty five seconds to do so. Why? Because the legs feed the wolf people, the legs feed the wolf," Herb told us during our next practice.

I looked around at the rest of the team. Most of the guys looked pretty confused. You ran stuff like this in basketball, not hockey, but when the whistle blew we all took off, not wanting to make Herb mad.

After practice, everyone was pretty sore because Herb made us run what seemed like a thousand herbies, but I wasn't complaining because I knew that if we wanted to beat the soviets we would have to be really well conditioned.

"Liz!" I heard Mark Johnson yell behind me.

I turned around and saw him running over to see me. "Hey Mark," I greeted him.

"Hey, listen, do you want to come over to my room and I'll cook us dinner tonight?" he asked hopefully.

I was flattered. "Sure, I would love to. What time should I come?"

"About sixish, I guess," he replied.

"Cool, see you at six," I said.

"Great," he said.

He walked off and I went to go find Lindsey because I had no clue what to wear.

Lindsey's POV

"O.C," I yelled, running from behind him and jumping on his back.

"Hey, baby," he said, kissing me on the cheek. "How sore are you?"

"I'm not sore at all, I'm fine. I enjoyed practice actually." I said.

"Are you crazy Lindsey?" Silk asked as he came up to us. "You actually enjoyed that?"

"Yup, it was great." I said, laughing. I suddenly felt like changing the subject so I said, "Have any of you seen Lizzie, I haven't seen since the end of practice.

"Nope," O.C said.

"Oh, I did, she was looking for you because she needs help finding an outfit to wear for her date tonight with Johnson," Silky said.

"Oh, ok, I had better go find her then," I said and walked off in search of my fashionably deprived sister.

I found her back at her dorm room with all the clothes she brought strewn across the bed.

"Hey Lizzie," I said just to annoy her.

Her eyes were suddenly blazing with anger; she shoved me against the wall hard. "If you ever call me Lizzie ever again, I swear I will personally make sure you regret ever living," she threatened.

"OK, sorry," I said, still surprised from her reaction.

"Alright," she said. "Sorry about that, but dad used to call me Lizzie when he was beating me, so I hate it now."

"Oh, I had forgotten. So you need an outfit for tonight?" I asked.

"Yup, but all I have is jeans, t shirts, and sweatshirts." She said, sighing.

"It's ok, you can borrow something of mine," I offered her.

"Thank you so much!" I hugged her before running next door to her room to pick out some clothes.

"Your welcome, but I get to pick out what you wear," I said.

"Whatever," she called back.

An hour later, Liz was wearing a pink shirt and a black skirt, with black flip flops, she was ready to go.

"Bye, Liz," I said.

"Bye, see you later," she replied.

After she left, I decided to see if O.C wanted to come over to my room. I called him and in ten minutes he was over at my room and we were having dinner and watching a movie.

Eventually, around midnight O.C left and Liz came in looking really happy. We talked about the date and then we both went to bed.

Thank you to all my reviewers. I am SO sorry that I haven't updated in so long. I am going to do a couple chapters this weekend to make up for not updating for so long. Your reviews are greatly appreciated because without them, I probably wouldn't keep writing the story, so keep reviewing!

Meg- thank you for telling me about the legal drinking age in 1980, I didn't know and will change the story to allow them to drink.

DarkDestiny2000- all will be revealed later, but, I am trying to include Mark Johnson some more.

Desse- Thanks for reviewing.

And Christie and Lindsey, thanks for proofreading this for me.