The six of us were standing around blowing warm air into our gloved hands. Our blue and white insulated jackets matched each other’s, all except for the name on the left breast. Each bore the name of its owner. Mine said Jenna. On the back, embroidered in white was our teams name, The Ice Queens. Glittery, velvet navy skirts peeked out from below our jackets.
“Alright girls, everyone gather ‘round.” Shouted our coach, Allison. She was the only one wearing pants, but at least they were navy in color.
The six of us waddled towards her honey blond head on the far side of the lobby. Behind us the roar of the crowd made hearing impossible as the next team left the floor.
When we had settled ourselves down in a circle with our blades extended in front of us Allison continued, “ok ladies we’re up after the The Toronto Triplets. Now listen up. Your salcow’s are off. You, Sally and Trina remember it’s 1,2, and then three before you go. Not 1,2.3 go. Remember keep your heads up and backs straight.”
She paused and I wrapped my arms around my middle. I could feel the butterflies starting, slowly at first and the faster. A hurricane of butterfly fury played havoc on my nerves. I glanced at Anna to see how she was holding up. She gave me a nervous smile then returned to watching the coach.
Coach Allison put her weathered hand out and we all crawled up on our knees to lay our hands on hers. “I know you guys are going to do great. You’ve practiced your hardest and no matter what happens I am very proud of you.”
We dropped our hands and waddled again over to the entrance.
“Jenna, let me look at your hair. It seems to be falling out in back.” Anna said as she started tucking some red strands back into my bun. “How’s mine look?”
I made her twirl on one foot. Her chestnut bun was prefect. “Prefect as usual. I don’t know Anna, I’m really nervous this time. Did you see the first teams double axle?”
Her eyes widened as she nodded. “Yeah, they nailed it. But I think we can do it.”
“Only if you can keep up.” Sneered Kesha. “I don’t want to lose just because you two forgot where your toe pick is at.” Kesha turned like she was flipping her ebony hair over her shoulder and strode off to stand by herself.
“Don’t listen to her,” I said to Anna softly.
“Why does coach keep her on? None of us like her?” She asked.
A voice behind us answered, “Because she’s good.” Rhonda was twirling her neon green hair up into a bun.
“Yeah, I guess so. But I don’t have to like it.” I responded.
“Now taking the ice The Ice Queens.” The announcer said over the loud speaker. We hurriedly took off our jackets and gloves and headed out. “First on the ice is Kesha Johnson, followed by Rhonda Casselman, Anna Sunderson, Jenna Newton, and Trina and Sally Gardener.”
With big smiles and dark red cheeks we slid to a stop in the middle of the arena. Then our music began…….
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A contest entry
- Skating by travis34dietC.
500 points, ended May 25, 2007, 2 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
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Very good. I could tell of the mixed emotions the girls were feeling and the imagery you wrote. Liked it and a high-five for a good story!
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Thanks for taking the time to read and commenting on this story. I tried to remember what it was like before going out on stage in highschool (feels like a million years ago) and but that in the story. I'm glad a achieved that.
Again thanks
~*Brooke*~
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This was good Good moment capturing here
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Thanks for taking the time to read and to comment. And I'm glad you liked it.
~*Brooke*~
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great job! you really captured the feeling of excitment and dread before the competition. i liked how the girls talked. our coach always gets us together before competitions to give us a pep talk. you did that very well! all in all, very realistic and well written!
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Thank you. I've never seen a team skate but with my daughter doing single skate I've had a little experience. Her coach is always there giving pep talks so I just took it from there. lol
I'm glad you liked it.
~*Brooke*~
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Wow, I really got a feel for the nerves before the competition feeling. Good detail on appearance etc that weaves itself into the story rather than sticking out in front of it.
Glad I checked it out. You could easily continue this one and come up with almost any kind of story. Good hook, if ya ask me
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Glad you liked this one also. I just felt so sorry for this contest. And I know a little about skating. Thanks for the kind words and I hope the contest runner thinks so too.
~*Brooke*~
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I had a feeling it was either cheerleading or ice skating.. and wah, Brooke.. I wish I COULD ice skate x.x My dad and I bond over sports channel's features and shows that have ice skating and rythmic gymnastics - I guess it was because I wanted to be one of the two or even both ^_^
What happens on their performance? Wah. I could feel the nervousness, the tension, even before you implied the contest x.x I'm not sure how you did it, set the mood and all, BROOKE! will this have future parts? *crosses fingers*
I'd love to read MORE!
Thanks for sharing this and good luck with the contest
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Thanks for reading this. I don't know what happened at the performance. I just wrote before it. I felt sorry for this girl. She has had this contest going for awhile and only one person has put in an entry. So I decided to try. I hope she likes it.
Thanks again for reading.
~*Brooke*~
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You are welcome!
I think you did great
I'm sure she'd like it and wah, you COULD write about this because Shelbie had figureskating lessons!
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I forgot how to spell half the moves I wanted to use in this so I cut it short.
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