Loving Siblings: Aidan & Dionne Read Online Free Page B

through the wall of black, red, and white bodies
where the wall parted just in time for Aidan to throw out his
chest, catching and stopping the ball before letting it drop, and
with a swift pivot, blocked a Blazer defender from snatching it
away. He kicked it forward and chased it down as the hands of time
ticked mercilessly away . . .
    Aidan van Nuys might be six feet four,
and his long legs were normally an advantage, but five foot six
Mendes was a human rocket. With unbelievable speed, Mendes shot over the field, but
Aidan was smart enough to keep the ball close to his cleats. Mendes
tried to take the ball, but using rapid footwork and his athletic
bulk, Aidan maintained possession.
    All of a sudden, multiple players were on
him. It looked as if he was having a hard time, but with quick,
energetic footwork, his cleats were able to keep the ball from
being taken. Now he used his skill and the advantage of his broad
back to snap around, using cleats to make quick chops down and
around the ball, blocking feet from snatching the ball away.
    Then he showed a real fancy move, holding
four attackers at bay with arms wide and back to them. He suddenly
broke away, and shot forward with so much unexpected energy that
the Beach Blazers’ goalie was stunned when the ball whizzed past
him!  
    Dumbfounded, the goalie could only watch as
the ball hit the back of the net just before a deafening cheer
roared up from the bleachers. Seconds later, the bell rang
signaling the end of the game . . . and Aidan van Nuys could close
off a high school soccer career as a legend.
    “ That was a Cruijf Turn!” Elian Romero
cried awestruck.
    Aidan grinned from a sweaty face, his black
locks falling haphazardly over his flat forehead. ”Damn. I
think you’re right, Romero. It was,” he chuckled. “My Dad taught
me. Been training to do it since I was four.” He grinned when he
saw respect flicker in both of the Brazilians players’ eyes before
he winked, turned, and sprinted back to his team as pretty girls
flooded the field with happy skips. 
    “ What did I miss, Dee?” a tall,
tawny-haired young man asked Dionne van Nuys as he made his way to
her.
    She’d been staring pensively at the field
and discovered she had to tear her gaze away with effort!. Her
pouty lips were drawn down at the corners having witnessed three
beauties throwing themselves at her victorious younger brother.
    She looked up to see Helmut holding a bag of
soft pretzels for the hungry kids around her.
    “ What?”
    “ What did I miss?” Helmut asked
again.
    She smiled. “Only everything, Helly,” she
answered with soft laughter, but then her normally gentle,
golden-brown eyes suddenly looked stern at the boisterous children
grabbing for the bag of pretzels. “Try to be civil you guys! You’re
about to take Helmut’s hand off.”
    They instantly quieted. No matter how unruly
they were, they were always respectful toward their oldest sister.
That’s the kind of authority she had. It was the kind that made you
feel if you disappointed her you’d do her irreparable damage!
    “ Sorry Helmut,” the children
apologized in unison.
    He frowned a bit uncomfortably as Dionne
smiled up at him. 
    “ Aidan did a Cruijf!” a blond,
somewhat nerdy boy said enthusiastically. He was proud of his big
brother. Obsessively so. 
    “ A what, Brian?” Helmut asked,
confused. 
    “ A Cruijf Turn,” Dionne
said.
    “ Cruijf turn, Dee? Don’t get it.”
Helmut looked more confused.
    “ Johan Cruijf is the legendary soccer
player from The Netherlands,” she said. “He was famous for his
technique that could hold back any number of defenders from taking
the ball when he had possession. Aidan’s scored the winning goal,
and the championship, for the Arcadia Aces using the Cruijf Turn.
It’s really very hard to do because it takes an enormous amount of
energy. This is their fourth championship in a row.”
 
    “ He was so rad ,” a russet brown haired boy said,