|It runs in the family REDONE
Author: darkdestiney2000 PM
MIRACLE Restarted... Many years after the Miracle On Ice the kids of the players take the ice for a Jr. Olympics. I suck at summaries. PLEASE RR!Rated: Fiction T - English - Drama/Romance - Chapters: 5 - Words: 7,595 - Reviews: 20 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 08-03-06 - Published: 06-01-05 - id: 2417661
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A/N: Here's the next chapter, hope you enjoy. Thanks to the great reviewers!
We left the hotel relatively early the next day. I was a nervous wreck, my stomach twisted into knots. Everyone else seemed fine; except for Rizzo, he looked a little anxious.
The ride there was silent; the only noise in the car was the radio. Adrian is always quiet before a big game or any game for that matter. She has to clear her head and get focused. I guess that's why she's so good; she knows just what she has to do to turn her game on. Maybe that's what makes everyone better than I am. I can't control my game, I either play well or I don't.
So before too long we arrived at the rink and piled out of our cars. The parking lot was packed with tons of cars with out-of-state licenses plates. I counted at least twenty from Minnesota.
"I told you my gay-dar was never wrong." Matt told me as he noticed all of the cars from Minnesota. I prayed he wouldn't get into a fight. That's the last thing we needed today.
We went into the arena to see there were at leastfive hundred kidsmilling around. My stomach did a complete somersault and I almost lost my half a root-beer float from the night before. I was as white as a sheet and my hands were shaking. I was scared to death. I wanted to go home and hide in my room under a blanket and pray that everyone would forget me.
Parents weren't allowed into the tri-outs, so Uncle Jimmy and Uncle Rizzo waited in the cars. Goalies were supposed to sign in at the far end of the room so Adrian left us, promising to meet up on the ice. I walked up to a booth to see a man sitting behind it. He looked very familiar, like I knew him, but I couldn't match his face with a name.
"Name?" He asked as a smile crept onto his face.
"Emily O'Callahan." I said in a low voice afraid to speak. I don't know why it was so hard to speak, for one thing I needed Dad to be there, but he wasn't. I guess the guy couldn't hear me because he said, "let's start with where you live." Then his smile grew bigger, it was comforting. At that point Rizzo and Matt stepped in. Adam lingered beside me and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze.
"Her name's Emily O'Callahan." Matt said then gave the man his name. He didn't say it in his regularly cocky voice; he was in a good mood today.
The guy didn't take his eyes off Matt. "O'Callahan?" Matt and I nodded. "As in Jack O'Callahan?" Again we nodded. "NO WAY!" He yelled causing me to jump and Matt go on his guard. "Sorry, I played with him on the 1980 Olympic team. Do me a favor and tell him Mac said hi. My gosh you look so much like him." He said that to Matt, I only had Dad's eyes. At that point something in my mind clicked that's where I've seen him before; in pictures and newspaper clippings.
Matt's eyebrow was still raised as he sized Mac up. "We'll do that." I said and walked back a couple steps so Rizzo could sign in.
Once again he smiled and said I played with your Dad too. Rizzo just smiled and nodded.
"He's outside if you want to talk to him."
"Maybe I will." It was then Coxie's turn and he got the same reaction and smile from Mac. "Go through that door and the girl's locker room is on the left, boy's is to the right."
"Thanks." I said and began to walk off. It felt good to match the face of one of my Dad's good friends. After we were out of ear shot I asked the guys if they knew who it was. They both nodded. "He's exactly how Dad described him." We walked through the door he had shown us to find three doors; one to the right, one to the left, and one that led to the rink. I walked into the door on the left to see one girl who I didn't know tying up her skates. She is about medium in height, has thin brown hair, and was wearing a Minnesota jersey. I walked over and sat a couple of feet away from her.
"Oh, sorry I didn't hear you come in." She said and scooted her things closer to make room for some of my things. At the time I didn't understand why because the room was empty and I could have sat anywhere, but as we began to talk I realized we had a lot in common. Her name was Sam and she was born and raised in St. Paul Minnesota.
"Emily." I told her my name and shook the hand she had stretched out. We talked for a couple of minutes and I found out she and Adrian had met (I'd just missed Adrian in the locker room) and told her about me. She waited for me to get ready and we left to go to the rink.
"I came here with my brother and Dad." She said as I closed the door.
"I have a twin who's here too. But he's a boy. I'm the only girl in the family." I told her. "His name's Matt, and I've he's mean to you I'm sorry he has the whole Boston/Minnesota rivalry thing going on." I laughed. "But once you get to know him he's really nice."
"Ditto." She had been saying that a lot, but I guess we all have a word or saying we use. "My brother's a year and a half older then me. His name's Tristan." I nodded.
We walked into the arena to see at least two hundred kids skating around, shooting, and passing. The bottom of my stomach fell out. I didn't have a chance. I had forgotten about being nervous when I met Sam but right now my instincts were telling me to run and hide. I suppose Sam could tell I was nervous because she put a comforting arm around me and said not to worry. I began to stretch and as I did so I pointed out some people I knew and told her their names.
That's when he came into the room. The guy I'd met the day before, at the hotel, and he was walking our way! Even though we were sitting down, my knees went weak when he smiled at us. And there for a couple of seconds, I wasn't nervous. My mind was frozen; he kept coming towards us.
"Hey Sam!" He said and sat down between us. My jaw dropped, if possible, lower.
"Tristan, this is Emily. Emily this is my brother Tristan." He held out his hand to shake mine and by some miracle I was able to put my hand in his.
"Hi." I said in a low voice. He smiled again and this time it looked familiar, like I'd seen it on someone else's face. But whose?
"Don't mean to cut this intro short but we'd better get out there." He said and got up to walk off. After he was on the ice, Sam said, "You like him don't you?"
"Absolutely." I said before I could stop myself then I threw a hand over my mouth. How could I say that? Sam started to laugh at me.
"Don't worry your secret is safe with me," She said and we headed to the ice. And from that point on I knew I had fallen for him. But, sadly, he would never love me as much as I loved him. (If he even loved me at all.)
A/N: Like I said, I'd be using parts from the old story in this one. Hopefully I'll have another chapter up soon. Thanks to my great reviewer! Please continue to r/r!