It was halftime. The Warriors had made it to the regional finals. To win this was having it all. All, or nothing. And the Warriors, if they had to choose, they would choose all.
Bramblestar huddled his team together. He was the team captain. He was in charge of getting the win. Getting it all. He anxiously looked at the scoreboard. Great, he murmured under his breath. He shook his head in frustration. They were losing by one stupid point. One. 32, Dark Forest Academy, to 31 for the Warriors.
"Okay team, we got this. If, we get our acts together. Don't give up hope... yet. If you do, we let out school down. We'll lose to the Dark Forest for the sixth year in a row. And I know that will hurt, becasue we'll make it the seventh year in a row. We play like it''s zero to zero alright!" he yelled into his huddle.
"Yeah!" they all agreed. "Good," he said slapping them all on the back, "This is our plan..."
Five minutes later...
Bramblestar pushed his team onto the court. Lionblaze held the official game ball and was accompanied by Squirrelflight. Squirellflight is yes, a girl, but was was too good for her varsity team. She got to be on this team. She strode to the center of the court and gave the ball to the referee. Squirrelflight waited for the jump ball while Lionblaze stood back on his side.
"You're a girl," Hawkfrost observed when Squirrelflight met him in the center of the court.
"Yeah, so do you have a problem with that?" she retorted bristling. Since she was moved, people always made fun of her. They just couldn't accept that a girl could be so good at sports. If anything, they thought the opposite. Girly girls with lipstick and makeup and don't do a lot of sports except for cheerleading. Well, Squirrelflight's job was to defy that stereotype.
"Yeah, I kind of do," he said slightly smiling, slightly laughing. He looked at his team for back up. Tigerstar, a senior laughed, while Antpelt sneered. Hollowflight just stared, his facial expression expressionless. Both teams glared at each other from the sidelines.
"Jump ball!" the referee shouted as he threw the ball. Squirrelflight felt the world stopping. For her. She reached, her ash-burn hair flying out after her. Hawkfrost sprung a fraction of a second later.
Squirrelflight caught his eyes. Her amber eyes shone clearly with disapproval and hate. She slapped the ball to her side smirking. She caught the ball, dribbling itowards the basket. Hawkfrost suddenly slammed into her, as quick as a WindClan kid. Squirrelflight was pushed down by his force. She looked at him on the ground and swiftly stood up. She was standing on the 3 pointer line, ball still in hand. Now or Never, she thought determined. Hawkfrost must of read her hand because he lunged for her cursing, trying to run into her again.
Squirrelflight darted away and shot. Hawkfrost slammed into her once more. And she watched from the ground to see what would happen. She gazed at the ball. And screamed. It went in! She knew that maybe she didn't make the winning shot, but she made enough points to secure her team.
Wow, putting Hawkfrost down twice. Oops. Well, I never liked him.