I HATE YOU ~adam banks~

Hawks Vs. D-5

"hey girls!" Larson, a former hawk player and said as him and McGill skated up to us.
"well, yeah i'm not a boy." I said.
"i know, but like they aren't and that's what makes it funny!" McGill explained he pointed to the boys that were standing next to me.
"i don't see anyone laugh?" I said.
Everyone laughed.
McGill and Larson scoffed as they skated away, back over to their team.
"good one, Bree!" Peter said as Him and I did the team's handshake.
"thanks peter!" I said.

"WIN, WIN, WIN, WIN" The hawks continued their chant as we looked at them.
"all right guys, gather around. come on, come on!" Coach ordered.
"Win, win, win, win." Coach started chanting.
we all looked at each other in confusion before weakly chanting.
"win. win. win." i said as my eyes rolled in the back of my head.
"yeah, we're fired up." Coach sarcastically said.
"this is gonna be something..." i whispered to Connie as she simply nodded, looking at me in annoyance.

we all skated passed Goldberg, hitting his pads for some odd reason. he whined the whole time purr usual.
i hit his pads.
"OW!" he whined.
"get over it!" i said.
charlie went next and ended up hitting him a little to hard.
"NICE GOING FOOL!" Goldberg said as he hit the ice.
"Sorry, i didn't mean to do that!" Charlie apologized.
"oh. yeah, "i didn't mean to"" Goldberg mocked.
"yeah sure, your on my own team!" Charlie defended.
"yeah, no problem!" Goldberg said.
"oh, sorry, Goldberg, didn't mean to." Charlie said as he started hitting Goldberg with his stick.
"would you get off of me before I clock you?" Goldberg said.
i skated up to them.
"knock it off morons, their watching!" i said as the three of us all looked at the hawks who were making fun of us.
i made direct eye contact with Adam. that bitch.
"nice team!" he mouthed.
i flipped him off.

Guy, Jesse, and Terry all went to face off.
i saw terry go to hit the kid but got pushed back by the ref. i was in the box, in between Karp and Averman.
"um, batter, batter, hum, batter, batter, heyyy batter, batter, SWING batter, batter, hum batter, batter, swing batter, batter." Averman went on.
"he does this a lot." i say to coach who raises his eye brows at me.
"AVERMAN! it's hockey! there's no batter. idiot." Coach Bombay said.
i laughed.
"yeah, dumbass!" i said as i elbowed him in the stomach.
"hum, goalie, goalie, him goalie, goalie, heyyy, goalie, goalie, SAVE goalie, goalie, hum, goalie, goalie, heyyy, goalie, goalie!" Averman continued after he recovered from my hit.

the puck got dropped and so did Guy.
Adam went skating through the whole team, shot and scored.
i slammed my head into my palm in frustration.
"that's one!" Adam teased as he pushed Jesse's helmet right off his head. yikes.
"that bitch!" i whispered.
"stupid cake eater!" Karp joined.
we both laughed as we watched Jesse try to cause after Adam but was being held back by the ref.

i was finally on.
Peter managed to get it to me.
i went through a good amount of them but now i had to school adam.
i smirked as i skated towards him with the puck.
i pushed it through his legs and tripped him so that way he fell.
i shot as hard as i could before i heard the buzzer go off.
"YEAH ALRIGHT!" I shout.
"NICE GOING, BREE!" Guy cheered.
"YOU TOTALLY SCHOOLED BANKS!" Jesse said.
i laughed.
i skated next to Adam.
"eat that, cake eater!" i chuckled as i made my way off the ice.
"nice going, bree!" Coach said.
"thanks." i replied.
"YES BREE!" i heard my mom shout.
i loved her.
Connie got her stick whacked out of her hands and Guy got crushed by 2 players.

"how lazy can you be?" Coach shouted as he snatched the water bottle from Goldberg's hands.
"they're killing us out there!" he groaned.
"how many times do i have to tell you: get those rebounds, get your heads up, get those loose pucks, get-just- just get the hell outa here!" Coach groaned as we all made our way back to position.

Charlie had the puck and was on a break away.
"all right!" Coach said.
"it's spaz-way, he'll screw up!" i groaned.
"yeah, happens every time." Karp agreed.
and Spaz-way did just that.
he went to take a shot and missed the puck making him crash into the wall. god dammit.
as he got up adam bashed him against the wall.
"can i go in?" i asked.
Coach nodded.
i jumped the bench and went skating toward Charlie and Adam.
I bashed right into Adam making him fall forward.
"eat my dust, banks!" i said.
"charlie, your off." i said.
"ok..." he groaned.

we ended up loosing. big time.
we lost 17-1. great.

"nice lose,  loser!" adam chuckled as we both made our way to our houses.
Asher held me back before i could tackle him.
"watch your back, banks!" i shout as he shut his front door.