On The Ice

The Win

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We were working hard and we were getting better and better. The team crushed Canada in a game with help of the Bash Brothers, but we are still down a kid with Banks out. Charlie had recruited Russ Tyler. With that we headed to our new game with Russia. 

It was 2 - 1 and I was on the bench. Russ was out on the ice and got the puck. He shot the puck knuckle puck style and we won. We were all still some what in our gear and someone came in.

"I told him no visitors, but he wanted to congratulate  anyways." As coach said that in walks Wayne Gretzky.

"Omg, guys do you see this look!" I yell as everyone is freaking out too.

He walked over to us and he shook all of our hands.

"Guys this is the Great One." Charlie yelled.

"Wayne's fine." He said looking at Charlie which made us all laugh.

After chatting a little bit we took a picture with him. We were on a great win and going to have the big match up with Iceland. This will decide who is going home with the win. I was really excited for that.

After that  I got dressed into sweat pants and just my sports bra. I put every thing in my bag except my zip up jacket and my stick. I just put the jacket over and didn't zip it. I put my bag on my shoulder and put my necklace back on.

The someone came behind me and caught me off guard.

"Hey!" Connie said putting her hands on my shoulders.

"Oh my- I thought I told you not to do that. Ever." I say turning to her.

"Well I am just super excited." She said shaking me.

"It is Friday!" Julie said jazzing up 'Friday' while walking up to us.

"Guys I know what it is and lower down your dang voices because I don't think the boys even know that." I say turning to them and grabbing my hockey stick. "Also it isn't your date."

"But it is your date." Connie said while we were all walking out the locker room.

I looked around us after we walked out the room and there was not a lot people out there.

"But I am really excited for it too!" I whispered to them.

We did that thing girls do when they are excited and squeal. We looked at each other and striated up. Then we walked out that building like queens we were. We saw that some of the members were already waiting out for us and the other members at are in the locker room still.

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