Jaina walked along the dimly lit corridor. It was so early in the morning, why was she even up? It was her first morning. She had had no sleep at all last night. Her room mates, Peyton and Gail, had been up all night, talking and reading and sitting on their laptops. She turned the corner and was about to walk down the stairs but suddenly walked right into someone. She went sprawling on the ground and the boy she had ran into fell against the wall.
"Watch where you're going, idiot," He snapped. She recognised him, he was the tall, skinny, pale boy with greasy black hair and dark blue eyes. He was Lucas's roommate, Cale, he was called.
"What's your problem," Jaina replied angrily, her eyes blazing. How dare he talk to her like that. How dare anyone talk to her like that. "It was an accident"
"Well watch where you're going, you klutz"
Jaina knew she shouldn't be mad, it wasn't like he had really insulted her, but she just felt so mad.
"Hey, you listen to me," Jaina said sharply, standing in Cale's path, instinctively holding her hands up against his chest.
Cale pushed her arms away. "No, you listen to me. Get out of my face!" He pushed past her and sauntered off.

"Our first friendly match this afternoon!" Aarch reminded the team cheerfully at breakfast, one week after they had arrived.
"Oh damn! You're joking," Cried Jaina, slamming her fork on her plate.
"What's the big deal?" Cale snorted. He and Jaina had hardly spoken since the incident on the stairs, but the few words that they had exchanged and been harsh and certainly not friendly.
"Yeah, it's just a match," Brandon laughed. He quickly shut his mouth and concentrated on his food as his sister threw him a cold, icy glare.
"It's just a friendly," Rocket explained, "I'm sure you'll all do great"
"It's against the shadows, right dad?" Peyton asked. By now, all the other members of the team were aware that Peyton and Gail were the twin daughters of Rocket and Tia.
"That would be correct," Rocket answered.

The Snow Kids walked onto the field. There wasn't a crowd - it was just a friendly and had been short-notice, but still, walking onto that field for the first time felt great. Everyone got into their positions. The Shadows instantly got the ball. And the game began. As they approached their goal, Ryland tackled, got the ball and kicked it to Gail. Gail dribbled along the field. A shadow approached her, she passed to her sister with one hundred percent accuracy. Gail kicked to Cale, who scored.

Rocket shook hands with the captain of the Shadows. A tall, bony man who had skin like chalk and hair like coal. Sinedd.
"Congratulations - on your win," Sinedd sneared, gripping Rocket's hand tightly.
"Thanks," Rocker replied, trying to keep the hatred out of his voice.
Tia came over to Rocket as he and Sinedd parted. She kissed his cheek and squeezed his hand tightly.
"Well done, Coach," She said teasingly.
He grinned, puting his arm around her.
"I cannot believe we won," Jaina cried. She was sitting on a couch with her brothers.
"You both played well," Ryland smiled.
"Same," Jaina said, "I can't believe I scored two goals. TWO! Two of our three goals"
"Cale scored the other," Brandon laughed, giving his sister a friendly punch on the arm.
Jaina looked grim.
"You're still not mad, are you? Over your little spat?" Brandon asked, rolling his eyes.
"Not at all," Jaina replied proudly.

Aarch walked onto the balcony. Even with the snow that had been here for over three decades, Akillian still looked nice, especially on an evening like this. He was proud, proud of the new team. They had played well. It was just coincidental that most of them were the children of members of the previous team. They had certainly inherited their parent's skills.
"Well, if it isn't Aarch"
Aarch spun around, ignoring the screeching pains in his back and legs. A man and a woman had joined him on the balcony. He recognised the both. They were the same age as he was, early sixties, and they had changed a lot. But he knew them straight away.
"Artegor, Adium." He shook their hands.
Artegor's hair was skill black but was greying. As for his stone stiff face, their was hardly a wrinkle in if. Adium's red hair was also greying, but she still looked great.
"It's been a long time, hasn't it, Aarch?" She said softly. Her hand was trapped in Artegor's grip, but she seemed natural.
"Nice to see you again," Aarch said. After a short silence, he asked, "Are you two, m"
Adium cut him off. "Married, no. We're living together though"
Aarch nodded, "Great." He felt angry, hurt and upset. Jealousy was boiling inside of him. Artegor smirked slightly. Aarch cleared his throat.
"I'm very happy for both of you"
Nodding, Adium changed the subject. "Well done on your win, your new players played very well"
"Thanks. So are you still coah, Artegor"
"No," Artegor replied casually, "Sinedd is now."