I tightened my skates. After ten minuets, the match begun. Westwood was our Jammer. One of the other blockers, Dolly DisintigrateHer placed a piece of neon tape on the back of the shirt of one of the girls on the other team. That was my signal. I skated up next to her and SLAMMED into her. She hit the ground, getting a bloody nose. I raise my arms and smirk.
One of the girls tried to slam into me, but I swerved, letting her crash into the chairs in the audience. By the end of the match, our team had one. I'd ended up with a bloody nose. I'd broken two girl's nose, one girl's ribs, and one's jaw. And now we were all friends
"Good game, Jo," Westwood smiles. "Yeah, I can't believe you broke that kid's jaw," Dolly smirked. I laugh. "It was her fault. I have a thing about personal space," I smirk.