“Let’s hustle!” Dana yelled from the booth as the pack rolled past her.

Jenny had not even made it to the front of the pack as she was blocked from every direction.  She stopped at the inner oval line where the officials were.

“Kit, they keep pushing me” she exclaimed with frustration

“Jenny you can’t be here talking to me like this” Kit looked at Papi who shrugged as she didn’t care what the inexperienced jammer did.  As long as Jenny wasn’t scoring, she wasn’t going to complain “Get back in there!” Kit told Jenny

“Jenny!” Tina yelled out to her as she and the pack rolled past her

“Hey” the one called Whiplash skated next her “I think we’ll nominate your girl as our MVP!”

“No” Nock-em-out corrected “she is our MVP!” she said then bumped Tina

“AAAHH!” Tina was pushed into a bunch empty folding chairs

“TINA!!!” Bette felt her breath catch with fright but recovered a second later, as her partner got back into the arena in the same amount of time “GO BABY!!!!” she watched Tina sprint after the pack

“Jenny you need to get back into the game” Kit pushed again and urged her to follow the pack

“Tell them to stop pushing me” she pouted at the circling pack

“Jenny!!!!!” Kit pushed her back into the arena

“Ehhh” she said “Fine!” and took off

“Wrong way” Kit closed her eyes and shook her head as Jenny redirected herself

Jenny caught up and avoided contact with the other players by skating on the outside.  This also avoided scoring any points for their team.

“Jenny what are you doing?” Shane said while focusing on her direction

“Sssh!” Jenny watched out for the others

“You need to get in there and get points” Shane looked at her then turned her head forward.

“No way!” she hid behind Shane

“We need to break this up” Whiplash said as she knocked Shane out of the arena while Jenny, who saw the burly woman gun after them, dodged the whole thing.  Shane fell face first on the floor and looked up as the pack kept moving.  She looked at her surroundings and smiled as her eyes followed the line of fish net stalking clad legs.  Her anger of being sucker-shoved out of the arena faded as the Mojitos cheerleading squad smiled back at her.