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_{This was the day.
The day we played the Panthers. They were supposedly known as the best team. Other than my team, anyway. Apparently, we were both tied for first. Yeah, i learned something new. How fun! My team were the Meerkats. Sounds scary, right? Thats what every team though..Until we crushed them, something like 61-7. Heck yeah, we were good! Now, we were known as the team who had great strategies, the fast runners, best throwers. Their team was known for the hardest hitters. Rumour had it, thats all they worked on at practice; slamming the enemy to the ground. How pleasant, right?
We arrived an hour and a half before the game. We had gotten out of school early that day; i mean, the drive was about 45 minutes! Everyone had wished us luck. Not to brag, but i got the most wishes. I mean, i was the only girl on the football team, wasn't I? I was also the wide reciever. I sat with Timmy on the busride there, in the backseat with the other 'cool kids' in the other backseats. The whole ride there, we told jokes, laughed, and had fun. But no we had to be serious. "Good luck," I heard a murmur behind me, and it was Noah. I nodded, a smile slowly slipping onto my face as i jogged onto the field to play my position. "Hut...Hike!" The game started, and within the first 5 minutes, i knew this would be a fun, dirty game. Not only 'dirty' because of the fact that the field was slagged with mud from the rain last night, but because of the hits from the other team. A kid on our team had already been tooken out! The first 5 minutes!
It was the third quarter, and the score was still 0-0. It was closest to their side of the field. Just a few more yards, and we'd have the first touchdown of this game! I was on the outside, a guy on the other team eyeing me down. When we started moving the ball again, i darted past the guy and waited for the pass. Zach threw it, and it was over my head. Naturally, i jumped, hands up in the air. It all seemed to go in slow motion. My hands grasping the ball in mid air. The guy coming at me. Hitting me in mid air. Pulling the ball tighter to myself so i wouldn't drop it. Being grabbed in the air, and slammed to the ground. Another guy coming from the opposite side. Being hit on both sides, same time.
At least I didn't let go of the ball.
The reffs blew the whistle and the two got off of me, and i just laid there. Ball still in my hands. I didn't get up. I couldn't. Certain bones in my left leg wouldn't let me. The pain burned too much to move, too. I felt a figure looming over me, and my eyes flickered to the side to see who it was. Noah. "Are you okay?" He asked as he bent down, so he was closer to hear me talk. "Its not a matter of whether im okay or not, its just a matter of being able to move." I answered, a bit of fogginess in my tone. He let out a breathy laugh, and as the reffs jogged over and the coaches began walking onto the field, put his arms under my armpits and pulled me to my feet. A wince appeared on my face, and i immidiately tried to get my leg from touching the ground. But when i made that move, a yelp of pain escaped my mouth. Noah immidiately glanced at me again, before putting an arm around my back. I placed an arm around his neck, and he looked at me for a few moments before the coaches arrived. "What happened?" Coach Jim asked, trying to inspect the wound through the football pad pants. "My leg.." I replied, and the coach went to help me, but Noah just grunted, "Im helping her. No need." I laughed, and the reffs nodded and jogged back to the group of players, blowing the whistle as I was escorted off the field. But none of the players went back into their stance; not even the players on the other team. I could feel their eyes watching us. "Man, you guys are terrible people, you hurt a girl! Look, she can barely walk!" I heard the other team tell the two males that had slammed me. "Is she gonna be okay?" "I dont know, but hey, look at Noah.." "Yeah, i bet he feels like a hero now.." I snorted in laughter at my own teammates' responses.
When i reached the endline, only then did the teams go back into a ready stance. The coach had sent two players out, for Noah and I. He sat me down on the bench, and the people from the ambulance came over to take a look. My teammates that weren't in tried looking over the coaches's shoulders, into the huddle around me, looking at my leg. "Broken," One paramedic reported, and a sigh exlicited from my benched teammates.
The coaches drifted away, but told me to sit tight and stay calm. Noah, of course, sat on the ground infront of me, back leaning against the bench. I felt as though i had to say something. "You know, you should go back out there. No use sitting out the rest of this important game just because a teammate broke their leg." Noah turned to look at me, brown eyes twinkling in amusement. "Im not going out. Im staying in here, with you. They need you more than they need me. Your like, the star player. If they can't have you, they can't have me, either. And your not a teammate, you're more than that."
Those words took me by surprise. Well, not really, i expected that. Everyone knew that he had a crush on me. I just didn't expect him to, well, admit it. The boy turned back to the game, pulling one knee up to his chest and wrapping his arms around it.
We ended up winning the game, 14-6. It was a big hullabuloo; everyone came rushing off the field, cheering and hooting, and telling me, "We won it! Are you excited? We did that for you! Are you alright?"
After the coach talk, i was instructed to be taken to the hospital. Everyone wished me luck and hoped everything went well..Just like the beginning of the game.}

_{Dain crept over to Timmy. "Timmy! She's asleep! Lets go!" Timmy began hooting and laughing old loud. "Timmy!!!! shut up!!!!" "I..i cant! Its too funny!" Dain rolled his eyes. He grabbed Timmy and ran off, leaving the creepy poodle.
About a mile or so away, the two came to a halt. "What was so funny?" Dain growled. "You..you said 'she's asleep'! How do you know its a she?!" Timmy laughed again. Dain rolled his eyes, a giggle escaping him.}

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"You can run, but you CANT HIDE!" Zoe's eyes searched the field. She picked up a stick and began running.
"I FOUND YOU!" Zoe started running toward Dain, the pointy stick in her mouth. "RUNNN!!!!!!!!" Dain and Timmy darted off, scared to death. Zoe suddenly jumped from a tree infront of them. "How?! she was behind us!!" Timmy gulped. Zoe ran toward them, toward Timmy. She threw her head forward, aiming to stab Timmy in the neck with the stick. Timmy quickly moved his head. "Dude! SHES TRYIN' TO KILL US!" Timmy screeched.}

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_{The pack exchanged glances; this cat seemed..well, strange. "Did you...by any chance, know a poodle?" Timmy offered, seeing no one else was saying anything. "A knew a black poodle. What a lovely poodle." Peyton sighed. Dain and Timmy held their breath. "Was the name Zoe?" Dain finally blurted out. "Yes. Most definately. One day, we got into a fight. It was a quite weird fight." Peyton began, and the two dogs immidiately knew they shouldn't have asked. "One day, she went BAM! But i fought back! I went SLAM!" Emily had to keep herself from laughing as Peyton was punching himself in the face. "And then she went BOOM!" Peyton slapped himself so hard, he faceplanted into the dirt. Caitlin howled with laughter, falling onto her back, holding her stomach. Emily also laughed. "Then she stole a watermelon from the local daycare. What a beautiful watermelon it was." Peyton purred. Dain moaned. Great. A crazy cat. Just what we need. He glanced back at Emily, Caitlin, and Fluffy, who were struggling to control their laughter. "But then she smashed it! Right infront of my eyes!" Peyton suddenly wailed, and Dain sighed. "Great story, really, but uh...we have to get going."}

_{[alright i couldnt find any more stories x3]}