Disclaimer: I don't own any of it! Well some of them are my characters.

Summary: Many years after the Miracle On Ice happened the players' children take the ice for a Junior Olympics.

A/N: Thanks for the reviews. I'm going to be able to pick up writing now. Soccer conditioning is over for a few weeks. Sorry if this chapter sucks, I can't seem to get it right.

Emily's POV

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP

SLAM!

After five beeps I got annoyed and hit the snooze button, groaning as I sat up. I was the one that had to get everyone up. Matt and my Dad are very heavy sleepers and grumpy in the morning. Not that I'm Mary Sunshine either. I threw my purple blanket over my shoulders and trudged to the thermostat, where I turned it up to 77 degrees. Summer had ended and winter was starting to come in full force. Daylight came late and darkness came too soon.

Then I turned to wake up Dad, I would need his help to get Matt up. I should have turned on the hallway light but then again that would be the smart thing to do. I cursed myself a few seconds later when I tripped over Matt's skate and skinned my foot. Howling in pain, I cursed Matt under my breath and threw his skate at his closed door. That didn't wake him up. Then I turned on the light. It was a wonder I hadn't killed myself, anything and everything that is imaginable was in that hallway.

Our house is about medium in size but it's always messy. Not that it's anyone's fault. Dad works seven to eight hour days and we are rarely at home anyway. I eat more meals at SlapShots and Uncle Rizzo's than at my own house. Dad is in advertising and rarely get time to himself, but he's never missed one of our games. Matt and I don't like his boss, Mr. Stevens, he treats Dad like crap and won't give Dad a raise or a promotion, even though he deserves it.

Anyway by that time I was already in a bad mood and ready to hurt my brother. I threw another shoe at Matt's door and turned to wake my father. Gently I shook him and went to open his curtain, which was a stupid idea because that shake wouldn't wake him and the sun wasn't up! Snatching up the pillow from the far side of the bed, I smacked him as hard as I could. He opened one eye and groaned when he saw who it was.

"Em, give me five more minutes!" He grumbled and jerked the pillow from my hands, throwing it over his head.

"Nope. Come on Dad, I need you to help me get Matt up." I moaned and sat on his bed. He didn't move and I started to punch and poke at his back. After a few minutes of that he hit me with the pillow playfully and got up.

Forty minutes later I walked out of the bathroom: showered and hair done. I was the only one to get showers in the morning unless we have practice after school. Matt stumbled down the hallway with his eyes half open. He looked like he had a hang over. I laughed at him when he tripped over the skate I didn't throw.

"What's so funny?" He snarled. Like I said he's not a morning person.

"Now you know how I felt this morning." I smiled, he shook his head and walk down stairs. After I got dressed, I went to join them at the kitchen table that was covered in papers. I grabbed a Pop Tart and pour myself a glass of milk. Dad sat down and tried to butter his burnt toast.

"Good breakfast?" Matt smirked at our father.

"Yup. One of these days I'll get it right." He bite into the charcoal bread and Matt grimaced in pain. "You guys have practice tonight right?"

"Yup and a game tomorrow." I sat down and started to eat my breakfast.

"I have to work at the diner after practice." Matt added as he put his bowl in the dishwasher.

"Ok, and I'll be late tonight so Rizzo said you could eat at their house." Dad smiled as both of our heads jerked up at the sound of pasta. Tuesday nights were pasta night at the Eruzione house.

"Tell him we'll be there." Matt said and left to brush his teeth.

"Matt check this for me, please." Rizzo handed Matt his Geometry worksheet and turned his attention to his History book. It was the last period of the day and we were in the gym, which was ok with me. It works out to my advantage. At our school, you took gym you freshman year and your sophomore year you could be a gym helper. But the cool thing was we changed our schedules around so we could have it together and it's basically a study hall. The gym teacher, Coach Hadox, didn't care what we did as long as we didn't leave the gym without permission. So we sit on the bleachers and do homework or watch the freshmen run and do things. We could play if we want, but at the time being they were just doing sprints and lifting weights, so we passed.

Matt took the pencil from my hand and began to look over it. He raised an eyebrow at a couple of the problems and then put checks next to them.

"18 and 25 are wrong, but the others are ok." He said and lay back down on the bleachers. It drove me crazy that he could do math that easily. He hadn't even had homework yet.

Rizzo took the paper back and began to work again. A few minutes later he handed the paper back to Matt who took a long look at it and nodded that it was right.

"I just have History left and I'm done." He sighed and looked at the clock. There was twenty minutes left, more than enough time to get it done. I smiled at Rizzo and got back to my own History. We helped each other with our homework. Matt was the math and foreign language brain. I was great that History and English. Adrian was brilliant at Science and Rizzo was good at the complicated stuff like human anatomy, even though he was the only one who took it. Coxie, well he had his strengths and weaknesses.

"You know they wouldn't have to run as much if the cheerleaders would quit screwing around." Matt said after a few minutes. I looked up at him and he shrugged. He was right, while everyone ran a small clan of preppy girls walked back and forth.

"I can't wait until they actually start playing stuff, like hockey or soccer. I'll beam them upside the head." Adrian mused and laughed at the thought.

"If they play anything, I think we ruined that for them." Coxie closed his English book. That brought back memories of last year. I laughed at the thought. Our class wasn't allowed to do anything because we always got hurt.

"We would have been able to play football if Emily hadn't ran into the wall." I threw Matt an angry look and laughed along with everyone. It was true I was the reason we couldn't do that. The play was good. I was a fast runner so Coxie was going to hand me the ball and I would run. Well, I wasn't paying attention and just before I ran into the wall, my arm flung out to stop myself but at the force I was going, my arms collapsed and I cracked my eyebrow off the brick wall. That was the end of football.

"Well you're the reason hockey was banned." That brought more roars of laughter. Matt high sticked someone in the eye, on purpose.

"Maybe James will learn to keep his mouth shut from now on." Matt smiled.

"Remember when Clair fell." More laughter. Clair was a cheerleader who acted like she was the queen of the world. We were practicing hand offs for the track unit we were doing. All she had to do was run a lap and hand off the baton. She made it a fourth of a lap and fell. I actually didn't get to see it, I had my back turned and was talking to Rizzo. All that I heard was a screech, like car tires, and a thump. Either way it was funny!

We continued to talk about the sports we were excluded from. Basketball was over when Larry Stonewood got elbowed in the mouth and knocked two teeth out. Actually, he only knocked one out the other was hanging there by a piece of bloody flesh. I would have felt bad if Larry wasn't such a jerk. Eugene Willis got hit in his… man parts… with a baseball. His parent's weren't too happy about that one.

"I can't wait until tomorrow." Matt brought me back to reality.

"I can." Adrian and I said at the same time.

"Why?" Coxie rose an eyebrow at her.

"I don't know why Em's worried but you guys aren't in between the pipes getting shot at by Robbie Greco." Adrian said and went a little pale. Matt nodded as a way of agreeing with her.

"Don't worry. I'll take him out early, so he won't have a chance to take many shots." Matt told he and turned his attention to me. "What are you worrying about?"

"Tim's sick." I simply said.

"So?"

"I'm his sub."

"So?" Matt was waiting for me to make a point even though he knew what I was meaning.

"I'm going to be starting."

"So?"

I gave him a look and he replied, " I'm not seeing the point."

"I suck. I shouldn't be second string! Coach is crazy, I should be a towel girl or something."

Everyone groaned. "What?"

"You don't suck!" Matt and Adrian yelled.

"You are just saying that." I shot back at then. Matt groaned and ran his fingers through his hair. Before he could shoot anything back Rizzo jumped in.

"Emily, you are a lot better than you think. Believe in yourself." I rolled my eyes at him.

"You would think with all that cockiness Matt has Emily would have a little bit of it." Coxie said making everyone laugh. Rizzo pulled me into a hug.

"OK GUYS! BRING IT IN!" Coach Kay yelled from center ice. I glanced at the clock. It was only 4:00 practice shouldn't be over yet. I looked at Matt who shrugged and went to the center with everyone else.

"I have big news." She began after everyone settled down. "The NHL is holding a big tournament. Actually it's so big that it's being considered an Olympics. It's for kids ages 14-18 and tri-outs are in two Saturdays at Boston College."

Many more details were throw out but at that point my head was spinning and I couldn't retain any more information. We got five or six papers on the games and information we had to fill out. That was the talk at the dinner table that night.

"I can't believe it." I said out loud between bits of spaghetti. "It's just like you guys going to the Olympics." I pointed that to Uncle Rizzo.

"This is going to be awesome. I mean we'll be staying in dorm without adult supervision. No parent." Matt was in heaven.

"Don't get cocky Matt. You haven't made the team yet." Uncle Rizzo told him. "Besides I'm sure there will be adult supervision. What kind of coach would put twenty some kids in dorms alone?"

"Teens!" Matt, Rizzo, and I corrected him at the same time.

A/N: Wow! That was long. Once again I'm sorry for the wait. I was thinking about something. Do you guys think that it should be held in Minnesota or somewhere else? Tell me what you think and where.

Empath89: Thanks for sticking with me, I really appreciate it. Happy you like the new stuff. I do too. Please continue to r/r!

Staceygirl: I like that they have the nicknames too. Thanks for reviewing please continue to do so. I really like your story and can't wait for more!