Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 1-2 | Page 23

The team spent a night in jail. On the next day, Zackory woke them up loudly and said, “If you are the
first to score a goal, you will be allowed to stay or leave. You will be given a chest of opals and citrines
which will give you luck in the future.”
Sha Wujing nodded.
Later, the team was standing by Synakick. Penniford said bravely, “I shall kick the ball. I am a football
player after all.”
The team agreed and cheered up.
Penniford nervously took a deep breath and looked at Synakick, who had two hands flying around the goal.
“Don’t let him shoot, Synakick!” yelled the cheerleaders.
“Let the game begins!” blared the loudspeaker.
Synakick was daydreaming. Penniford quickly kicked the ball into the goal. “Penniford wins!” blared the
loudspeaker.
Zackory rushed in and said, “Here is your chest and you all are