The Greatness You Are
Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ANYTHING (except Grace and the occasional outside character).
Summary: The story of the 1980 U.S. Olympic hockey team, from the very first shot taken to the ending ceremonies. Here are the events told from the perspective of a young woman, Grace, who came along for the ride.
Author's Note: Sorry but yes, I'm probably going to be a little slow on the updates. Sorry I'm a busy girl, what can I say?
All the lights on and you are alive,
But you can't point the way to your heart.
So sublime, when the stars are aligned,
But you don't know, you don't know
The greatness you are. 1
The arena suddenly began to slowly light up. A young man stood on the ice idly pushing a hockey puck around with his stick. He was dressed in street clothes but stood silent and alone. Suddenly, a pair of arms seemed to rush around him and he felt a weight pushing on his back. The hands that had before grabbed his shoulders with intensity now carefully reached up and covered his eyes. He could see through the small and dainty pair of hands and heard the person behind him let out a suppressed giggle. He smiled to himself, thinking of who was connected to the pair of hands. All at once, he turned and grabbed the unsuspecting person behind him and began mercilessly tickling them, causing both of them to fall onto the ice. A screech rang out in the empty arena and finally a voice broke through the laughter.
Looking into his eyes, she was pleading him to stop while tears of laughter continued to run down her cheeks. He looked at her carefully, blonde hair disheveled and unruly, her bright blue eyes shining mischievously back at him. He chuckled to himself and finally let go his grasp on her, helping her up and into his warm and welcoming arms. A grin still tugged shamelessly at the pair's lips as they parted.
She smirked at her best friend playfully as he began tugging her arm urging her further out onto the ice. She complied with his pushing and pulling and was soon standing alongside him in the middle of the hockey rink. Looking around and examining the building, it never ceased to amaze her, at how it always seemed to send chills down her spine no matter how many times she had been inside it before.
As the two stood on the ice in silence, he took her wrist and began pulling her around the ice watching her as she released his hand and glided gracefully around him. Even in her sneakers, somewhat stumbling around on the ice, she looked like perfection. His eyes shone brightly as she stumbled and tripped falling into his arms, almost knocking him down. She looked up at the young man holding her in his arms and brushed a stray strand of hair from his face. He pulled away from her gently, letting her regain balance and shifted slightly from one foot to the other. As he started leading her away from the ice, she took one last look back, savoring everything from the smell to the feel of the ice under her feet. With a final glance, she intertwined her arm with the man beside her and strode happily with him from the ice and into the clear air outside.
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Outside it was clear and sunny, not unusual for a Saturday afternoon. The air was fresh and tangled with her mood making her smile up to the warm sun. The man walking next to her seemed unaware of her thoughts, looking busy with ones of his own. In the light of the day, his hair looked delicate and soft, his commonly tough looking demeanor softened for her.
They walked in silence over to her car and she gave him a final hug and he kissed her forehead gently before he too climbed in on the passenger side. They drove away, leaving a wake of restless dirt in their path, unaware of what was to come, unconcerned with their feelings, carelessly throwing them to the guiltless wind. It was a beautiful day to be alive.
1. Blue Eyes by Cary Brothers
A/N: Well this is the first chapter of my first fan fiction piece. I hope you liked it. Sorry if it was a little slow, I promise it'll get more exciting later. I'm not sure yet who the main romantic interest in this story is yet (I'm still trying to decided between a few of them), but he's going to be one of the Minnesota boys, so give me your feedback!