Descendant of Swan (The Descendants 1 fanfic )

16. Disgust

-Selene's POV-

Somehow I attended the event of today's sparing between the Sherwood falcons and the fighting knights. It was one of the 'big events' which is held by the school every year. As a member of royal family, I must attend just to show some courtesy.

I stood in the far corner of the audience seat, watching the show. Despite what happened earlier, I am still rooting for Fighting Knights to win, it is our school's representative in this sport after all. Losing this game would mean losing a point of the 'most prestigious' school in Auradon.

"This is a nail-biter, folks. There's 47 seconds left on the clock. We're all tied up. The Sherwood falcons, two. The fighting knights, two. What a game between Auradon's fiercest rivals.", someone announced through the mic.

"The teams get into their huddles and take up positions along the kill zone.", all the audience hyped up, and I can't take off my eyes from the ball.

"Akiho! The dragoneers have been laying down a withering hail of fire.", the announcer sadly commented.

I gave out a deep breath.

As I look towards our side of the player in waiting. Coach Jenkins pat Jay's back and signaled him to go out. There was a small dispute happening as the announcer starts , "and now a substitution... "

Both Jay and Carlos stood up and get on the field. My eyes are fixated to both of them , disbelieving my own sight of Coach Jenkins allowing two 'new kids' to play the Tourney. Jay patted Carlos and both of them went to the crowding of the players.

"He's bringing that hothead Jay in from the Isle of the Lost and that little guy Carlos can barely hold a shield.", the commentator chuckled.

It was not wrong to comment it that way, as it was what we were all thinking.

"Break!", and they all shouted and went to their positions.

"When they break from their huddles, this is gonna be a big moment here. And the tipoff is ready.", the announcer starts opening his comments.

"Here we go.", the ball was served as Jay quickly took it and sprints out.

"Long pass goes to Jay. Jay dishes off to prince Ben."

In a far there suddenly appear an opponent and Carlos quickly shoved him out, "Nice little block by Carlos."

Succeeding in blocking , he made a small dance steps, "He does a little dancing jig in his opponent's face. And now Jay gets the ball back!"

"Here comes Jay! Jay, hurdling maneuver at mid-field."

"I'm open!", Ben signaled to him he's open.

Jay quickly passed the ball mid air and Ben catches it excellently and Ben went ahead and ran.

"Jay!", Ben shoved the ball and Jay catches it.

"Big block by Chad! Prince Ben moves over wide, gives it back to Jay. He's in the clear! Shot!", as Jay shot, it was blocked by the goal keeper, the audience gave out a loud annoying noises.

"Oh, what a save by Philip the Faalcons' goalkeeper!", the announcer commented.

At this point I started to feel tired and lean on the pole beside me. I slowly just closed my eyes but still pay attention to the announcer.

"23 seconds left! You could cut the tension with a sword.", he added with excitement in his voice.

"The long ball is played into Jay. Jay, great jump, great leap. And a great move by Jay."