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15/9/2017: FIRST PLACE WINNER OF THE UNITY AWARDS (IN TEEN FICTION)
15/9/2017: THIRD PLACE WINNER OF THE STAR AWARDS (IN TEEN FICTION)
2/10/2017: FIRST PLACE WINNER OF NEW TALES, BLUE ROSE AWARDS (SEPTEMBER)
2/10/2017: SECOND PLACE WINNER OF UN...
This was my reaction when I stepped in the Floorball Megastore.
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And this was Renn's reaction.
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"RENN? HAYWOOD?? COME BACK THIS INSTANT!" Longan McDonald yells in exasperation as we catapult about the floorball mega store like two unleashed feral children set loose in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory.
Rows upon rows of floorball sticks neatly sorted by brand and blade color greet us as we tear down the aisles of the megastore screaming in excitement and delight. As I run my hand across the many brand new and shiny sticks, they gently sway and softly clatter against each other like wind chimes. This is so cool! I feel like an 8 year-old picking out her first puppy... Like Katniss Everdeen picking out her weapon of choice in the Hunger Games. Now who's gonna be coming home with momma?
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"HAYWOOD?? HERE, HERE, HERE!" I hear Renn exploding with exhilaration from the other side of the aisle and instantly bolt to her.
Why, it's a GIANT ball pit filled with millions of floorballs! HOLY MACARONI!
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