Sorry it took so long to update. I was in Reno for a jazz fest. My band won
forth so I'm pretty happy. (It was our first year going). Any ways if you
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Cause I don't have many reviews tear any ways on with the story
Oliver and Chloe arrived at the field at 9:00. They were having a heated argument about how many times Lynch got knocked out at the world cup last year. Most people started showing up at about 9:15. As soon as people saw Oliver's lip rumors started flying. Flint didn't show up until 9:25. He looked a bloody wreck. His right eye was black. His nose was purple and his lip was twice as big as Oliver's. Even more rumors started to spread when everyone saw Flint. At 9:30 sharp O'Riley came strutting out acting like he owned everyone and everything.
"Alright maggots, day two"
"Joy" said Oliver under his breath
"Today we will have a little relay. Everyone remember what team they are on. Good. White team follow me. Black with Murray." He snapped his fingers and everyone's robe turned white. "First we are going to take a couple laps to see who our fastest flyers are."
They did three laps. Oliver finished first. Chloe came a few seconds later. Then Nick White, Sean Harris, Christa Hoits, and Barney Albott came in together. Ryan Dippy came in last, he looked like he was about to cry.
"Alright here's the deal," shouted O'Riley looking murderous. (He was pissed Oliver came in first) "The chasers will fly out. They will have five minutes to shoot on the other teams keepers. You can only shoot one at a time. You will get one point for every goal you make. Keepers will get two points for every shot they stop. Then the beaters will fly out. They will have ten tennis balls thrown at them. They will try to hit over as many cups as they can. They will get three points for every cup they knock over. Finally the seekers will fly out. They will have twenty-five golf balls thrown at them. For every ball they catch they will earn five points. Then we race. Murphy will fly one lap around the stadium. She will then tag Harris, he will follow suite. Followed by White, Dippy, Albott and Hoits. Wood will finish up. First team across the finish line will earn 30 points. The team with the most points will win. Any questions. No good.
Banks blew his whistle.
"Alright lets go kick some black team butt," said O'Riley
All the chasers and keepers flew out.
"Shake hands" said Banks
Oliver was across from Flint so he had to shake his hand.
"I'll show your girlfriend what you're really made of," whispered Flint to Oliver
"Bring it"
"Alright everyone line up," yelled Banks
"Flint shoots first and blocked by Wood. Hoits shoots and is blocked by Samson. Didn't see that coming."
In the end Oliver blocked fifteen and let in eight. Samson stopped 5 and let in eighteen.
"White is up forty eight to eighteen. Black is going to have to work hard to catch up. Now beaters fly out. Shake hands"
Chloe was across from Charlie Pickens. He was a tall kid with jet black hair and ice blue eyes.
"I would be a better fuck than Wood you know" he whispered
"And they fly out. O'Brien is up against Pickens. O'Brien gets her first cup down. So dose Pickens. Another one for O'Brien. Pickens is getting close to O'Brien. He just misses his cup. O'Brien swings and... HITS PERKINS. Haha. That will show him. This girl doesn't take any crap from anyone.
Chloe ended up hitting eight cups over (she hit Perkins with the other two balls) Perkins got five cups over.
"You're not a better fucker just a bigger one" Chloe said to Pickens
"Next beaters are Shaun Harris and Bob Duds. Harris gets one and so doses Duds. This is quite boring compared to our last round"
Harris ended up getting three cups over and Duds got nine
"It is now black sixty white eight one. Now the seekers are up. Shake hands. Good. Albott catches one so dose Fryye. This looks pretty close. Fryye pulls ahead. She caught fifteen. Albott only caught eleven. I f my calculations are correct black has 135 and white has136. It all comes down to the relay. Flyers take your mark.
Chloe looked over to see whom she would be racing. It was Christian Samson. He kept running his hand through his hair.
"What a weenie" she thought
Samson waved at her. He smiled and showed every tooth in his mouth. She rolled her eyes and got her head back in the game. As soon as banks blew his whistle Chloe was off she was a better flyer than Samson but he had a better broom. Chloe flew around the first post and looked to her left to find Samson waving at her. She reached the second set of hoops before Samson. She came and tagged Nick White
Two minutes later
Christa Hoits finally tagged Oliver. Flint had already been tagged and was half way to the first turn. Oliver flew like he had never flown before. Oliver flew pass the first set of goals seconds after Flint. He was finally tied with Flint at the final turn. Oliver ended up crossing the line milliseconds before Flint. Everyone on the white team started cheering. Even O'Riley was celebrating. Chloe flew over and gave Oliver a hug (almost causing both of them to fall off their brooms) Banks walked over and blew her whistle. She motioned for everyone to dismount their brooms.
"Alright" she said once she knew she had everyone's attention "We will have another scrimmage after lunch. Dismissed"
Everyone started to lunch when Banks said something else "Miss O'Brien this way please"
"Uh-Oh" thought Chloe
"I'll save you a seat," Oliver told her
Chloe followed Banks into the locker rooms.
"Look I'm really sorry for losing my temper and hitting Pickens"
Banks put her hand up to silence Chloe
"Don't worry you're not in any trouble"
"I'm not?"
"Heavens no. I haven't seen a girl with so much spunk since my first year pro"
"Uh thanks," said Chloe kind of confused "If I'm not in trouble than why did you want to talk to me?"
"Well I couldn't help noticing that some boys were giving you a hard time"
"Nothing I can't handle"
"Yes well I just wanted you to know that if they keep harassing you, you come tell me and I will take care of it'
"Thank you"
"Well you better be off to lunch. I think Mr. Wood is getting lonely"
Chloe turned to leave
"Oh Miss O'Brien.. Do give them hell today"
"Yes ma'm"
Meanwhile.
"Where is your girlfriend Wood?" asked Flint as he sat down next to Oliver
"She thought of you face and is now in the bathroom puking," replied Oliver
"Give it up Wood she is too good for you"
"So you said"
Now everyone was listening to their conversation. Samson was the first to pipe up
"I am soo much better looking than you Wood. Why did you get the hottest girl here"?
This made all of the girls very mad
Pickens was next to talk
"I even play the same position as her and she still likes you"
"Don't you get it you idiots" said Flint "She is just like every other girl. She only likes him because his dad is the famous Sean Wood"
Emily Fryye leaned over and whispered to the other girls at her table
"Did you hear that? What a tramp. She is just using Oliver"
"I knew she was a slut from day one," said Marry Pierce
Just then Chloe came around the corner and everyone stopped talking. She didn't notice the awkward silence. She went over and sat down next to Oliver.
"Hi" she said
"Hey"
"Why are you sitting with Flint" she asked
"Don't ask. I have to go to the Loo" (A/N is that just British?? Srry I don't know)
He looked in the mirror
"Am I ugly"
"No" replied the mirror " but comb your hair. Your looking a little scruffy" He decided to go sit outside. Just then Banks blew her whistle
"Ten minutes to finish lunch" she yelled
Oliver came over and saw Flint trying to talk to Chloe
"Come on. Go with me on one date"
"Flint I don't like you go away"
"Don't you know who my father is"?
"Why would I care who your father is"?
"That's the only reason your dating Wood isn't it"
"What are you talking about"?
"Hello his dad is Sean Wood. You just wanted to get close to him"
Chloe slapped Flint across the face
"You Bastard" she yelled " I would never do that to any one not even you. Well maybe you"
Oliver was on his way over to talk to Chloe when Banks came around the corner.
"Alright time to scrimmage. White follow me. Black you go with O'Riley"
"WHAT" said O'Riley "But my team was winning. I don't want to be stuck with the losers"
"We don't have teams. Remember" said Banks
She turned to the white team "Alright we will be watching you every move. So do your best and have fun"
ON THE FIELD
"Shake hands," said Banks "Good. Let the games begin"
"And both teams fly into the air" announced Murray (you didn't think I forgot about him did you???) "And the quaffle is released. White team takes possession. And it's Hoits to Dippy. He shoots. intercepted by Pierce, she passes to Flint. He is flying toward the goal, but O'Brien hits him with the bludger. Damn. That girl never misses her target. Wood gets the quaffle. He passes to Dippy, who passes to White he shoots. SCORES. Black is up 10-0. White takes control. It's Hoits, White, Interception by Haggins, he shoots. Blocked by Wood"
"Don't get too used that Wood" yelled O'Riley
"Black is in control, Pierce passes to Haggins. He loses the quaffle to Dippy. He shoots scores. White is now up 20-0
Flint came and flew next Chloe
"What now" she asked
"Be my girlfriend"
"No"
"Please" he tried to make a puppy dogface. But it made him look even more like a troll.
"NO"
"Come on"
Chloe elbowed him in the gut.
"Once again O'Brien not taking any crap from Flint. And white in control again. White is on a break away. Duds hits a bludger at him.Oh but he totally misses White and just misses Samson"
"Oh my god my hair. How is it." Samson asked Emily Fryye
In the midst of the confusion White scores.
"White team up 30-0"
"Samson you suck" yelled O'Riley
"Geese has the black team disappeared. Finally Haggins is in control he passes to Flint. He shoots rather hard I must say. But is saved by Wood. Looks like that knocked the wind out of him. He passes to Hoits"
Chloe flew up to Oliver
"You Ok?"
"Yeah I'm good. Thanks"
"And Hoits passes to White. There is a bludger heading straight for his head. But O'Brien blocks it. Where is Harris? I don't think he has hit a single bludger today. White scores again"
FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
"And Dippy scores again. White is now up 160-0. We haven't seen much action from our seekers. Wait was that gold I saw next to White's goal posts. I do believe Fryye has spotted it too. She is going for it. Albott is nowhere in sight. She catches the snitch unchallenged. But white wins it 160-150"
"Alright gather around," yelled Banks "We will be announcing the new Ireland reserve team in fifteen minutes. Don't stray too far"
Everyone was too scared to talk. They all sat on the grass too scared to move. Even Flint was quiet.
THIRTEEN MINUTES LATER
Everyone gathered around Banks.
"I just wanted to thank everyone for coming out the past two days" said Banks "We lost about ten people in our fist hour yesterday, so I want all of you to be proud to have come so far. Now when I announce your name please step forward. Are chasers this year are."
DUN DUN DUN. Who will make the team??? No one knows.
Oliver and Chloe arrived at the field at 9:00. They were having a heated argument about how many times Lynch got knocked out at the world cup last year. Most people started showing up at about 9:15. As soon as people saw Oliver's lip rumors started flying. Flint didn't show up until 9:25. He looked a bloody wreck. His right eye was black. His nose was purple and his lip was twice as big as Oliver's. Even more rumors started to spread when everyone saw Flint. At 9:30 sharp O'Riley came strutting out acting like he owned everyone and everything.
"Alright maggots, day two"
"Joy" said Oliver under his breath
"Today we will have a little relay. Everyone remember what team they are on. Good. White team follow me. Black with Murray." He snapped his fingers and everyone's robe turned white. "First we are going to take a couple laps to see who our fastest flyers are."
They did three laps. Oliver finished first. Chloe came a few seconds later. Then Nick White, Sean Harris, Christa Hoits, and Barney Albott came in together. Ryan Dippy came in last, he looked like he was about to cry.
"Alright here's the deal," shouted O'Riley looking murderous. (He was pissed Oliver came in first) "The chasers will fly out. They will have five minutes to shoot on the other teams keepers. You can only shoot one at a time. You will get one point for every goal you make. Keepers will get two points for every shot they stop. Then the beaters will fly out. They will have ten tennis balls thrown at them. They will try to hit over as many cups as they can. They will get three points for every cup they knock over. Finally the seekers will fly out. They will have twenty-five golf balls thrown at them. For every ball they catch they will earn five points. Then we race. Murphy will fly one lap around the stadium. She will then tag Harris, he will follow suite. Followed by White, Dippy, Albott and Hoits. Wood will finish up. First team across the finish line will earn 30 points. The team with the most points will win. Any questions. No good.
Banks blew his whistle.
"Alright lets go kick some black team butt," said O'Riley
All the chasers and keepers flew out.
"Shake hands" said Banks
Oliver was across from Flint so he had to shake his hand.
"I'll show your girlfriend what you're really made of," whispered Flint to Oliver
"Bring it"
"Alright everyone line up," yelled Banks
"Flint shoots first and blocked by Wood. Hoits shoots and is blocked by Samson. Didn't see that coming."
In the end Oliver blocked fifteen and let in eight. Samson stopped 5 and let in eighteen.
"White is up forty eight to eighteen. Black is going to have to work hard to catch up. Now beaters fly out. Shake hands"
Chloe was across from Charlie Pickens. He was a tall kid with jet black hair and ice blue eyes.
"I would be a better fuck than Wood you know" he whispered
"And they fly out. O'Brien is up against Pickens. O'Brien gets her first cup down. So dose Pickens. Another one for O'Brien. Pickens is getting close to O'Brien. He just misses his cup. O'Brien swings and... HITS PERKINS. Haha. That will show him. This girl doesn't take any crap from anyone.
Chloe ended up hitting eight cups over (she hit Perkins with the other two balls) Perkins got five cups over.
"You're not a better fucker just a bigger one" Chloe said to Pickens
"Next beaters are Shaun Harris and Bob Duds. Harris gets one and so doses Duds. This is quite boring compared to our last round"
Harris ended up getting three cups over and Duds got nine
"It is now black sixty white eight one. Now the seekers are up. Shake hands. Good. Albott catches one so dose Fryye. This looks pretty close. Fryye pulls ahead. She caught fifteen. Albott only caught eleven. I f my calculations are correct black has 135 and white has136. It all comes down to the relay. Flyers take your mark.
Chloe looked over to see whom she would be racing. It was Christian Samson. He kept running his hand through his hair.
"What a weenie" she thought
Samson waved at her. He smiled and showed every tooth in his mouth. She rolled her eyes and got her head back in the game. As soon as banks blew his whistle Chloe was off she was a better flyer than Samson but he had a better broom. Chloe flew around the first post and looked to her left to find Samson waving at her. She reached the second set of hoops before Samson. She came and tagged Nick White
Two minutes later
Christa Hoits finally tagged Oliver. Flint had already been tagged and was half way to the first turn. Oliver flew like he had never flown before. Oliver flew pass the first set of goals seconds after Flint. He was finally tied with Flint at the final turn. Oliver ended up crossing the line milliseconds before Flint. Everyone on the white team started cheering. Even O'Riley was celebrating. Chloe flew over and gave Oliver a hug (almost causing both of them to fall off their brooms) Banks walked over and blew her whistle. She motioned for everyone to dismount their brooms.
"Alright" she said once she knew she had everyone's attention "We will have another scrimmage after lunch. Dismissed"
Everyone started to lunch when Banks said something else "Miss O'Brien this way please"
"Uh-Oh" thought Chloe
"I'll save you a seat," Oliver told her
Chloe followed Banks into the locker rooms.
"Look I'm really sorry for losing my temper and hitting Pickens"
Banks put her hand up to silence Chloe
"Don't worry you're not in any trouble"
"I'm not?"
"Heavens no. I haven't seen a girl with so much spunk since my first year pro"
"Uh thanks," said Chloe kind of confused "If I'm not in trouble than why did you want to talk to me?"
"Well I couldn't help noticing that some boys were giving you a hard time"
"Nothing I can't handle"
"Yes well I just wanted you to know that if they keep harassing you, you come tell me and I will take care of it'
"Thank you"
"Well you better be off to lunch. I think Mr. Wood is getting lonely"
Chloe turned to leave
"Oh Miss O'Brien.. Do give them hell today"
"Yes ma'm"
Meanwhile.
"Where is your girlfriend Wood?" asked Flint as he sat down next to Oliver
"She thought of you face and is now in the bathroom puking," replied Oliver
"Give it up Wood she is too good for you"
"So you said"
Now everyone was listening to their conversation. Samson was the first to pipe up
"I am soo much better looking than you Wood. Why did you get the hottest girl here"?
This made all of the girls very mad
Pickens was next to talk
"I even play the same position as her and she still likes you"
"Don't you get it you idiots" said Flint "She is just like every other girl. She only likes him because his dad is the famous Sean Wood"
Emily Fryye leaned over and whispered to the other girls at her table
"Did you hear that? What a tramp. She is just using Oliver"
"I knew she was a slut from day one," said Marry Pierce
Just then Chloe came around the corner and everyone stopped talking. She didn't notice the awkward silence. She went over and sat down next to Oliver.
"Hi" she said
"Hey"
"Why are you sitting with Flint" she asked
"Don't ask. I have to go to the Loo" (A/N is that just British?? Srry I don't know)
He looked in the mirror
"Am I ugly"
"No" replied the mirror " but comb your hair. Your looking a little scruffy" He decided to go sit outside. Just then Banks blew her whistle
"Ten minutes to finish lunch" she yelled
Oliver came over and saw Flint trying to talk to Chloe
"Come on. Go with me on one date"
"Flint I don't like you go away"
"Don't you know who my father is"?
"Why would I care who your father is"?
"That's the only reason your dating Wood isn't it"
"What are you talking about"?
"Hello his dad is Sean Wood. You just wanted to get close to him"
Chloe slapped Flint across the face
"You Bastard" she yelled " I would never do that to any one not even you. Well maybe you"
Oliver was on his way over to talk to Chloe when Banks came around the corner.
"Alright time to scrimmage. White follow me. Black you go with O'Riley"
"WHAT" said O'Riley "But my team was winning. I don't want to be stuck with the losers"
"We don't have teams. Remember" said Banks
She turned to the white team "Alright we will be watching you every move. So do your best and have fun"
ON THE FIELD
"Shake hands," said Banks "Good. Let the games begin"
"And both teams fly into the air" announced Murray (you didn't think I forgot about him did you???) "And the quaffle is released. White team takes possession. And it's Hoits to Dippy. He shoots. intercepted by Pierce, she passes to Flint. He is flying toward the goal, but O'Brien hits him with the bludger. Damn. That girl never misses her target. Wood gets the quaffle. He passes to Dippy, who passes to White he shoots. SCORES. Black is up 10-0. White takes control. It's Hoits, White, Interception by Haggins, he shoots. Blocked by Wood"
"Don't get too used that Wood" yelled O'Riley
"Black is in control, Pierce passes to Haggins. He loses the quaffle to Dippy. He shoots scores. White is now up 20-0
Flint came and flew next Chloe
"What now" she asked
"Be my girlfriend"
"No"
"Please" he tried to make a puppy dogface. But it made him look even more like a troll.
"NO"
"Come on"
Chloe elbowed him in the gut.
"Once again O'Brien not taking any crap from Flint. And white in control again. White is on a break away. Duds hits a bludger at him.Oh but he totally misses White and just misses Samson"
"Oh my god my hair. How is it." Samson asked Emily Fryye
In the midst of the confusion White scores.
"White team up 30-0"
"Samson you suck" yelled O'Riley
"Geese has the black team disappeared. Finally Haggins is in control he passes to Flint. He shoots rather hard I must say. But is saved by Wood. Looks like that knocked the wind out of him. He passes to Hoits"
Chloe flew up to Oliver
"You Ok?"
"Yeah I'm good. Thanks"
"And Hoits passes to White. There is a bludger heading straight for his head. But O'Brien blocks it. Where is Harris? I don't think he has hit a single bludger today. White scores again"
FIFTEEN MINUTES LATER
"And Dippy scores again. White is now up 160-0. We haven't seen much action from our seekers. Wait was that gold I saw next to White's goal posts. I do believe Fryye has spotted it too. She is going for it. Albott is nowhere in sight. She catches the snitch unchallenged. But white wins it 160-150"
"Alright gather around," yelled Banks "We will be announcing the new Ireland reserve team in fifteen minutes. Don't stray too far"
Everyone was too scared to talk. They all sat on the grass too scared to move. Even Flint was quiet.
THIRTEEN MINUTES LATER
Everyone gathered around Banks.
"I just wanted to thank everyone for coming out the past two days" said Banks "We lost about ten people in our fist hour yesterday, so I want all of you to be proud to have come so far. Now when I announce your name please step forward. Are chasers this year are."
DUN DUN DUN. Who will make the team??? No one knows.