Frostbite (The Dragonian, #3) - Adrienne Woods Page 0,37

about the thing Sammy was clearly making up.

“I’m not going to fight with you over this, Samantha. I’ve got no idea what you are talking about and I’m going to leave now.”

“Blake!”

Becky was really struggling to suppress her laughter and when Blake was gone I smiled too.

“Pathetic.”

“I’m not good at this, how do you feel?” She mouthed the last word.

“Thanks, Sammy.”

“She’s back,” Becky said and we got up and walked to the buffet line.

I gave the shades back to Becky.

“Let me see.” She smiled. “Green as always.”

“It’s getting worse.”

“It’s not all bad, Elena.”

“Yeah, sure.”

The next week Becky and George were playing in their first Warbel games. I didn’t know if I should go or not, as I could feel the dark rising inside of me. Blake postponed our training, which made it hard for me to see the light. Becky found ways though. She dragged my ass every day to their practices where Blake would be. She wasn’t kidding when she said he was like a bear. He was nothing like the Blake that met me every afternoon on the mountain: he was Jerk Blake, and he pushed Becky and George the hardest. Even when they scored every single time.

“Stop celebrating. We only celebrate when we have the cup in our hands, Becky.”

I could see her eye roll behind her goggles and could just imagine what was going through her head.

On Friday night the first game was played.

It was against The Brothers, who had been Dragonia Academy’s winning team for the past five years. Most of the dragons and riders were in their last years and they were extremely good.

Clark and Simon, two last year students, were broadcasting the game. They were the ones who broadcasted all the games to the people who couldn’t be present.

Becky was really good on her raider and George somehow managed to always stay very close to her.

Sammy managed to get us seats close to Blake who was yelling instructions from one of the player boxes.

Being near him like this did help, sort of, it wasn’t as magical as the time I spent with him one on one, but it was sufficient.

We all wore the colors of Blake’s team. They were a funny red and white, which really didn’t go with Becky at all. She hated their uniform and even begged her mother to fund them new ones. After seeing them still wearing it, I guessed Lucille’s answer hadn’t been yes, unless she’d made a deal with Becky and was waiting for her to deliver first.

We all cheered as Becky scored, but as soon as she saw Blake her posture changed and she went back to her position.

Then The Brothers scored six times. They had a black uniform that for some reason reminded me of Batman’s. Still, their winning streak didn’t leave a good mark on Becky and the rest of her team. Blake was close to breathing fire.

“I thought you were joking when you said he wasn’t fond of losing,” I said to Sammy.

“I feel sorry for Becky and them if they don’t get back on track.”

By half-time the points were miles apart. There was no way that Blake’s team was going to win, but still, he kept reminding them of the strategies and how they could beat this.

When the whistle blew again, we witnessed a completely different team enter the field. The Brothers struggled to get to their bell and Jenny, another girl on their team, scored. George scored the next one while blowing a Thunderbolt at his attacker, which he got a two minute down time for.

Becky and Damon, another team member who I’d gotten the pleasure of meeting by being present at every single practice, scored the next couple of goals, and I was really surprised that they lost only by one point to The Brothers.

Blake still wasn’t happy but it wasn’t a bad loss. I thought the other teams would think twice now about his team, and if they won every single one from now on, they might still come up against The Brothers again in the finals.

I was happy that it was over which meant on Monday our training would carry on again.

On Monday morning Master Longwei’s voice filled the entire school as we were on our way to the cafeteria. “On Thursday afternoon, Nicole Brigitte will claim Elena Watkins in the ring…”

The three of us froze and that was all I heard. Becky and Sammy stared at me.

“Are you okay?”

“I think I’m going to puke,” I said as

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