The score was five to three. Blue Angels where winning. Alex dribbled the ball down the field. Suddenly a Red Eagle forward bumped into Alex and stole the ball. Sydney ran, shouldered the girl, stole the ball and passed it to me. I was close enough to the goal that I could score. So I shot the ball towards the goalie. I knew that if I could make a goal then the Blue Angels would win the ternoment. I kicked the ball as hard as I could but before the goalie ever had a chance to stop the ball, it was popped by three silver, metal claws.

"What the heck?" said my best friend Sydney. My eyes followed the metal claws to the face of the person I had written eleven stories about. It was Wolverine!

"Rachel," Wolverine said, "I need your help!"

I woke up then. My roommate Crystal was sitting at the end of my bed trying to wake me up. "Did you have that dream again?" she asked.

"Yeah, did I wake you?" I asked as I climbed out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash my face. "Are you kidding? I couldn't have gone to sleep for a minute even if I wanted to."

"I was that bad?"

"The way you were making all that noise and such. You said things like 'Caitlin pass it over here.' Or 'only one more goal and we win the game.' You even cheered when you made a goal. You were talking so much I finally figured out what the name of the other team was."

"Okay, I get the point" I said when I came back into the room. "So, was it Scott that interrupted your game with an optic blast?" Crystal asked excitedly. This girl loved X-men just about as much as I did only she didn't like writing. "No." I told her with a smile.

"Was it Storm who caused a down pour and struck the ball with lightning?" "Wrong."

"Was it Jean?"


"Then who was it?" Crystal demanded.

"Who is my favorite X-men in the whole world?" I asked sarcastically.


"Yep. He caughtr the ball on his claws. I don't know what I'm going to do. I'm so darn ubsest with X-men. I even made up my own X-men when I was thirteen. Here I am almnost twenty yeasr old and I still love X-men. What am I going to do Crystal?"

"I don't know but I do know that you have a soccer game tomorrow and it the captin of her team doesn't get any rest no one will be happy in the morning." "I guess your right."

I climbed back into bed and turned out the light. Just as I had fallen asleep Crystal woke me up again. "What now?" I asked. "I was just wondering who won the game?"

"We did. Now, good night Crystal."

"What was the score?"

"Good night Crystal."

"No, really, what was it?"

"Go to sleep Crystal!"

Finally we both managed to get some rest before the big game.