well, that was it. we won the match. Estelle ran to her friend Victoria and hugged her.
"We won!" Victoria shrieked.
"I know! great, right?"
they laughed and walked to the rest of the team who were waiting in a line to shake hands with the other team.
after they shake hands, they walked to the dog-out to grab their stuff and leave the field for the other teams who need to play.
"Are you ready, Stelle?" Victoria asked.
"Yes, just give me one more minute. I lost my sweater." Estelle replied.
"For God's sake Estelle, you're wearing it!"
"oh," Estelle laughed.
"yes, now I'm ready."
the two girls walked the dog-out out when someone bumped into Estelle.
"Shortie?"
she immediately recognized the voice, Louis. she got those annoying butterflies again.
"Louis, hi" she blushed. she stared at him, lord he was handsome in his hockey uniform.
"Estelle!" Victoria gave her a slight push.
"Sorry?"
"Louis asked you something."
she looked back at Louis.
"yes?" she questioned.
"did you won?" Louis asked.
"uh yes, yes we did"
"cool!"
"Hey, Louis, we start with warming up!" a friend of his was yelling.
"Well, you heard him, Shortie, got to go," Louis said.
"Yes, well good luck with your match," Estelle answered.
And she and Victoria walked away from Louis.
"God, Estelle, you're soooo crushing on him" Victoria yelled-whispered.
"I'm not" she rolled her eyes.
"Why do you blush then when he calls you 'Shortie'?"
"I don't know, but I don't."
"if you say so..." Victoria answered.
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