Wow. We're going to the third round. We beat the Islanders and the Senators. We have a while before the next round and that just means more practice. But first, we get two days off. "Wanna come over to my house?"Sid asked when he called me. I said,"Uh, sure. What's your address?" He told me it and said,"We're throwing a little party, I guess. Most of the Pens will be there. It's formal. " "Okay, when should I come?"I asked. "Maybe in an hour?"he asked. I said,"Okay, perfect. See you there." I hung up and looked up at the clock.

It's 5:00. I ran up to my room and searched through my closet. What do I wear? Sid said that it was formal. I pulled on a pair of blue skinny jeans and put on a nice brown sweater. I put on black boots and put on some eyeliner and mascara. I put on some lipstick and straightened my hair. When I was done, I looked up at the clock. 5:50. I got into my car and drove over to Sid's house. I knocked on the door. Sid opened it. I smiled and said,"Hi." "Hello. Thanks for coming. Welcome to my house,"he said, stepping aside and ushering me in. I laughed and said,"Thank you."

A few of the Pens were sitting there. There was Talbot, Neal, Letang, Morrow, Glass and Fleury. I sat down next to Letang and listened to them talk. Soon, Sutter, Eaton, Iginla, Hartzell, Jeffry, Kunitz, Jokinen, and Adams had come. All the Pens slowly trickled in after a while. It was really loud. "Are you hungry?"Sid whispered to me. I whispered back,"More like starving." He chuckled and said,"Come with me." Sid led me into the kitchen. We ate pizza while talking. "You're a really cool guy Sid,"I said looking into his eyes. He smiled and said,"Thanks. You're not bad yourself."

I laughed and said,"Thanks." Talbot started weirdly dancing around. We all laughed. Some other guys joined him. I covered my face and said,"I do not want to be part of this right now." "Dance with me!"James Neal said, tugging on my arm. I laughed and shook my head. My phone rang. It was Dan Bylsma. "Guys! Shh! It's Coach!"I shouted. Everyone got quiet and sat down. I put it on speaker so everyone could hear what Dan had to say. "Hey Coach,"I said. "Hi Ella. Are the rest of the Penguins with you?"he asked. I said,"Yup. It's on speaker."

"Okay, well, for the next round, we're playing against the Bruins. Now, they're very good and they're building momentum. So meet me tomorrow at the arena so we can practice,"Coach said. "What time?"I asked. He answered,"Around 2pm." "Okay. Thanks,"I said. "Bye,"he said. "Bye,"I replied before hanging up. "Uh, the Bruins are hard,"Letang whined. I laughed and said,"We can beat them. Don't worry." "You better be right,"Orpik grumbled. I laughed and said,"Alright then." Talbot started dancing again. "STOP!"I shouted through giggles.

The next day, we all went to practice. I started skating around with my stick trailing behind me. Murray tripped over it. "Sorry!"I squeaked. He chuckled and said,"It's okay." We all started skating as fast as we could. It was fun. We were all laughing. I made a sharp turn to avoid hitting a few of the guys. My ankle bent and cracked. I fell on the ice in pain. "Ow!"I shouted, clutching my ankle. I held back tears. It's a girl thing. We don't want to cry in front of guys. It makes us look weak. And I don't like that. Everyone skated over to me.

The trainer rushed over and said,"Move away guys. Give me room." Everyone moved aside and let him through. "Does it hurt?"he asked. I nodded. "What happened?"the trainer asked. Glass said,"We were skating really fast and she made a sharp turn which twisted her ankle." "Okay, can someone carry her off the ice?"the trainer asked. Sid said,"I will." He carefully picked me up bridal style and started skating off the ice. I blushed and whispered,"Thanks." "No problem,"he said. We went into the trainer's room. There, I had a cast put on my leg and crutches to walk with. "Thanks,"I said, standing up. It really hurt.

I turned to Sid and said,"You can leave now. Thanks. It was really sweet of you to carry me here." "No problem,"he said. I kissed his cheek and then walked into the locker room. I changed into my dress and hobbled to the ice. "How are you?"Coach asked. I said,"I'm fine. I can't play for the next 4-5 weeks though." He said,"That's a shame. You were one of our key contributors." I smiled and said,"Thanks." Coach said,"You can go home and rest that ankle of yours." I said,"Okay, thanks Coach. Good luck in the next round."