Chapter 2
Lionblaze stepped onto his school field. He unzipped his lacrosse bag and pulled out a wrinkled photo of him in his lacrosse outfit and a girl with honey blonde hair. Her hair was pulled back and she had lacrosse gear on too. They were both smiling as if it was the best day in the world. He smiled and dragged his bag over to a bleacher. After he put on his gear, he gazed around the field, like he was expecting somebody. But alas, the field was empty and his team wasn't there. Suddenly the bushes rattled. Lionblaze swung his head around only to see the girl in the picture nose to nose with him. They both gleefully laughed at the same time and the girl leapt at Lionblaze and bowled him over. Somehow, he didn't hit his head on the bleachers or anything. They landed on the soft grass with Lionblaze on top of her.
"Got you Cinderheart!' He exclaimed as he helped her up.
"Yeah," Cinderheart said as she brushed the grass off her pink lacrosse shorts, "but you'll never ever, be better than me at lacrosse and you'll never be my boyfriend."
"I think you're wrong. I already am!"
"Okay, fine slow-poke. Let's start actually practicing."
"Sure Cinderella."
"Don't call me that," Cinderheart hissed, but she was still smiling brightly.
Wow her smile is so radiant it can light up a city. And I know that my heart is already enlightened because she's here.
Lionblaze stood with his lacrosse stick ready as Cinderheart took out her stick. She pulled out a pink lacrosse ball and played with it gingerly. Finally, after a while, she lightly tossed the ball to Lionblaze who received it and threw it back. They threw the ball quietly, until the late bus came.
"Come on, let's go!" Lionblaze shouted.
"But I'm so cold, I can't move," Cinderheart shouted back as she put away her stuff. She slumped on a bench, exhausted and cold. She felt something drape around her shoulders and an arm around her back. She looked to her right and found Lionblaze staring at her, as if he was mesmerized. He looked at her, as if expecting something in return. Cinderheart knew what he wanted so badly.
"Here," Cinderheart murmured and gently planted a kiss on his cheek. She saw Lionblaze blushing and she instantly felt warmer, and amused.
After a short walk to the bus stop, both teens paused dumbfounded. They saw Jayfeather on the bench he usually sat on. He usually sat alone, but this time he had somebody next to him. It was a girl with long, wavy dark brown hair. Her hair was enveloped around her shoulders. Crutches were at her side, lying there ignored. Cinderheart beamed instantly. She knew that that girl was Briarlight, her good friend. Lionblaze looked at Jayfeather suspiously. He couldn't hear anything except for a few words. He heard,
"…September…"
"…Tommorrow…"
"…Teach…"
"…Thanks…"
Jayfeather looked at his brother, and winked. He smiled and looked at Briarlight, talking to her quietly. Lionblaze could see that they were both happy.