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"Done yet?" Tamika called.
Reese tightened again.
"Done yet?" Tamika called.
Reese tightened again.
"Done with your shit? Sister, we passed that a few bitchy insults ago." She shouted back, before turning to Reese and winking. "Go get 'em, tiger. I'll be cheering for you."
Reese smiled at A before jogging back out to Tamika.
"What do you want?" Reese asked when she reached her.
"You know what I want," Tamika shot back.
"What are your terms?"
Tamika smirked. "10 shots on goal. Alternating. Whoever makes the most wins."
"That's it?" Reese arched an eyebrow.
"Mhmm," Tamika hummed. "Winner takes all."
Reese tensed. She knew how risky this was… "You're on."
"Knock her down a peg! Or better yet, on her ass!" A shouted, hands cupped around her mouth.
Reese's ears turned pink.
Tamika scowled. "Let's get started."
Each girl got ten white hockey balls out of the wagon and lined them up on the outside of the circle.
She crossed her arms and watched carefully. She didn't know Tamika, but people like her loved cheating.
Tamika went first. She nailed a hard drive right in the middle of the backboard that a goalie would've stopped, had she been there.
Reese dribbled once and took a hard shot on cage. It hit the corner, bounding from the side panel to the back panel with a BANG BANG.
((thats good, right?
(Yes. Tamika's was hard, but if there was a goalie, the goalie would've blocked it. Reese's hit on the side, so it was a good angle and made extra noise by hitting the side and the back of the cage.)
A cheered loudly, flipping off Tamika in the process.
Reese giggled.
Tamika curled her lip. "Round 2," she snarled. Reese watched Tamika shoot. The ball went wide, missing the cage by roughly 5 yards. Tamika growled.
Reese tapped the ball and sailed a perfect chip shot into the upper right-hand corner.
She noticed the way Tamika's anger clouded her shot, seemed to muddle her focus, and grinned. "R, E, E S E, go go let's go let's go Reese!" She cheered, throwing in a cartwheel for extra drama.
Reese grinned again.
"Round 3," Tamika spat. She shot hard and hit the center of the cage again, similar to her first shot. A smug look of approval dominated her face.
Reese prepared to take her shot. Right as she swung, Tamika screamed. Reese jerked up, topping the ball. It flew haphazardly to the right of the cage.
"Tamika!" she accused.
"What?" the senior asked, feigning innocence.
A leisurely made her way over to the two of them, wrapping an arm around Tamika's shoulder with a deadly smile. "Would you like me t' give you somethin' t' really scream about? I could use a new punching bag, mine split open."
Tamika paled, looking at Reese.
The freshman shrugged.
She leaned in close, the smile going nowhere. "I suggest you watch it with the cheating, because I'm watching you." Then she stepped away, winking at Reese, and went back to her spot.
"We each missed one," Tamika mumbled. "Round 4."
Tamika's shot went in easy – it could've counted as a pass.
Reese's was like a bullet, both perfectly accurate and incredibly powerful.
A stayed quiet this time, but sent Reese a thumbs up. Antagonizing Tamika was fun, but if it caused her to snap, that could end badly.
Tamika lifted the ball into the net for her fifth shot.
Reese decided to wing it. She reverse-chipped the ball into the top, opposite corner.
(This shot: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gUziZyzwjK4)
((i love rping with you because i keep learning things and seeing cool shit
She's amazing. A thought to herself as she watched. Not a pro my ass.
(Lol, thanks! ;D That just made my day.)
Reese squealed a little after the shot went in. Tamika narrowed her eyes. "Six."
They were even so far.
Tamika aimed for the far corner and hit the post. She cursed.
Reese lifted the ball, but it went waaaaaaay over the cage. Instead of cursing, she laughed.
"Nice shot!" A called jokingly, the humor evident on her voice and smile.
"Thank you!" Reese replied, laughing happily. A sudden CRACK startled her. Tamika had already taken her next shot.
Reese turned and performed a drag flick that made it to the net but wasn't spectacular by any means. She made a face.
"Three more, just in case you are somehow worse at counting than me." She knew it was unnecessary to state, but she was having fun,. She really does look good kicking ass.
They both scored their next two shots. It was tied – and down to the final shot.
Tamika wound up for a drive and smacked the ball as hard as she could. CRACK.
She smirked. "Beat that, freshie."
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