HILARY, THE MAGICIAN
So this is the second chapter and I hope you will like it. Once you read you can't stop!
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At the soccer game, it was about Hilary and the magic.
"Now you see it, now you don't."
Hilary made a sweeping motion, and just like that, the old coin was gone.
"Et voila!" said Hilary in her best Parisian accent.
"Where did it go?" Mariah laughed, checking her tea cup.
"How did you do that?" Julia seemed genuinely interested.
"Nothing in my sleeves," Hilary said, showing them.
"Hey, that was my coin," Ming Ming said. She had loaned the coins to Hilary a week ago.
"Do you mean this coin?" Hilary asked, reaching into Ming Ming's pocket.
"Or this coin?" Hilary pulled another from Mariah's knee.
"Or maybe this one?" she said reaching Julia's sleeves. She handed all of the coins back to Ming Ming. "Un, deux, trios," Hilary counted.
"Hey, I'm rich," Ming Ming grinned.
"Where did you learn those tricks " Julia asked fascinatingly.
"From my dad friend Jacques in Paris. He used to be a magician before he gave it up to be a lawyer. He said the pay was better for lawyers. But it's also in one of the magic books. I wasn't this good at it before. The first time I practiced it, one of the coins landed in my dad's soup. We were eating dinner at Le Languedoc, this really fancy Paris restaurant in the Bois de Boulogne, for his birthday. The soup splashed all over the tablecloth. The waiter screamed, 'Oh, mon dieu!'… He was not happy. The French are very serious about their food, you know," Hilary explained.
"That's a sweet trick," Mariah said.
"Very cool," Julia agreed.
Only a few seconds left," Mariah said, turning back as the game started up again.
Ming Ming handed Hilary back the coins, "Keep them for a while," she said.
Hilary was about to put them back in her pocket when Megan's mom popped up again, knocking the coins into the air. Hilary caught one of them and another one was caught by Mariah but the third one fell under the bleachers.
"No!" Megan's mom yelled toward the field, oblivious to what she'd just done.
One of the Twisters had been running the ball toward the goal when a girl from Tornadoes suddenly appeared and stole the ball. It was close to the line, but Emily's whistle did not blow.
The whole twisters' bench stood to watch in horror as the Tornadoes' player dribbled the ball all the way down to other end of the field and scored the winning goal.
"No way!" Megan's mom was already off the bench and on the field. "The ball was completely out of bounds!"
From where they were sitting, it was difficult to tell who was right and who was wrong. But Emily hadn't called a penalty. And Emily knew what she doing when it came to soccer.
Hilary crawled around the bleachers to search for the coin. By the time she found it, there was a big commotion on the field. Megan's mom was arguing with Emily, who was trying her best to stand her ground. And Megan's mom was pretty scary with her yelling and her finger pointing right in Emily face. Emily looked very little in front of her. Suddenly, both coaches were on the field and everyone was talking loudly at once.
"What's going on?" Hilary asked, poking her head out from under the bleachers.
Ming Ming had been totally focused on what was going on with the argument on the field. "Megan's mom keeps yelling that Emily's call was bad, that the ball was out of bounds, even though nobody says out of bounds in soccer."
As Megan's mom continued to shake her finger at Emily, Marty jumped off the bench, and in a flash, was running toward the field barking his head off.
"Yikes!" said Julia as the girls began to chase after Marty, while poor Hilary, who was still crawling through the bleachers and hurrying to catch up, caught her pants on the corner of the bleachers and ripped the back of her jeans. Disaster! Under-wear Showing Alert!
Great, another embarrassing moment in the life of Hilary Ramsey. Why don't we just hold up a sign? Well, no time to think about it now, Hilary thought. Standing up, she took off her warm, cuddly sweatshirt and wrapped it around her waist. Life was about to get very cold, she realized as she climbed back up on the bleachers to see what was happening and felt and fall wind whipping through her light jersey… and her pants.
Ming Ming managed to catch Marty first and was doing her best to hold him still. He barked wildly at Megan's mom, who was barking wildly at Emily.
"You better keep hold of that vicious dog, "Megan's mom yelled over to Ming Ming.
"Vicious dog…? I don't think so," whispered Ming Ming furiously under breath, but she did try to shush Marty.
It was easy to tell which girl Megan. She was the Twister who'd had the ball stolen from her in the final seconds of the game. Even if Hilary hadn't seen the play, she would have been able to tell from the embarrassed look on the girl's face as she listened to her mother rant on and on about how that ball was out of bounds, and how Emily had failed to make the correct call. Hilary could tell Megan wished she was anywhere but on the field.
"I feel really sorry for that little girl," Julia whispered to Mariah. "I would totally die if my mother acted like that."
"I know I mean," Mariah whispered back. "This is one of those things that every kid lives in fear of… being embarrassed by your mother in front of hundreds people. It's like every kid's worst nightmare!"
"That ball was clearly out of bounds," Megan's mother screeched. "You need to have your eyes checked. I think you need glasses!"
"Uh-oh! The girls could see that Emily was really under some serious pressure here.
"Ma'am," the Twisters' coach said, raising his voice,
"You need to clam down and fake your seat right now. No parents are allowed on the field during a game."
Megan's mom opened her mouth to say something, but the Tornadoes' coach interrupted her. "Ma'am, the goal was good. You know the rules. The ref calls the play. Please go back to your seat or leave the field," the coach said firmly.
The next thing they knew, Megan's mom turned on him. She apparently couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Well," she sputtered angrily, "The soccer board will be hearing from me." She grabbed Megan's hand and dragged her humiliated daughter off the field.
"What just happened?" Emily asked in a bewildered little voice. "I didn't mean…"
"It's okay, Emily," the Twisters' coach said before she could finish. "Some of the parents get really carried away sometimes. It's totally inappropriate behavior… way out of bounds," he added as he winked at Emily. "Although I wish it were different and we'd won the game, that ball was in. but even if you were wrong, the ref calls the play. That's the way the game goes."
Both coaches shook hands. Then they shook Emily's. "Don't let this discourage you, Emily," the Tornadoes' coach said. "You're a traffic referee, and I will talk to the soccer board about what a great job you did today. If you're worried, have your mother call me, and I'll be glad to talk to her about all of this."
Emily beamed. "It's okay, coach. I knew that reffing wasn't going to be easy. But I didn't think it would get this crazy."
"Sometimes it takes people along time to learn how to be a good sport," the Tornadoes coach said.
Marty didn't stop barking until Megan's mom had driven away.
"You tell her, Mr. Marte," said Ming Ming as she shook his little furry paw after Megan's mom.
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P.S: So how it…? Oh now let me tell you something that I had for got to write about Megan's mom well she was sitting on her sit but suddenly the ball touch the goal area and started shouting. The woman behind them and jumped up. "Come on, lets go!" the woman yelled. She was wearing a red sweatshirt with these words: Megan's Mom, printed across the front. So this how the girls knew she is Megan's mom. And oh yeah! Do review this story there is just one more chapter to go and it's name is "No Dogs Allowed!". Just wait until it update and flames are allowed. All of you guys please review. And I am starting Word Nerd type stuff. My friend told me about this I know it's from a site please gave me your suggestion about how to start this stuff send me your messages or feeling easy just write it on your reviews. Thanks!