Love on skates [L.M]

First Day.

Alex

So yesterday my Tia got a call saying I have been selected to play for team USA in the Jr Goodwill Games in Minneapolis, Minnesota. So yeah...

Time skip bc I'm lazy:

We got to where we had to go. I didn't really care because I was tired. But it was a big arena. There were other kids my age there, all very confused.

A man showed us where we needed to go.

Time skip:

"That's Luis Mendoza. He from our Miami club. A real speedster. Incredible skater.I clocked him 1.9 seconds blue line to blue line." They introduced him. He's pretty cute.

He skated around fast untill he crashed into the boards.

No one was helping him so I skated up to help him.

"Thanks. I almost had it that time." He told the coach.

I skated back to my spot.

"Yee-Haw! How is everyone?! Y'all ready to play some puck!" A kid with a cowboy hat comes out of nowhere.

"That's Dwayne Robertson from Austin. He's the best puck handler I've ever seen."

"You mean for his age?" Coach asks

"No I don't," Mr. Tibbles replies.

"Hey, this is easiest than ropin' hogs. Yee-Haw!"

"He does have a tendency to showboat."

"Yahoo!" Dwayne yells in the background.

"That's Julie 'The Cat's Gaffney. She won the state championship for Maine three years in a row."

"Well, we already have a goalie, Goldberg."

The coach pointed at his goalie.

"All right! Being 'em on, Man! I'm ready for this! I'm the man! I'm the man! Goldberg yells then falls.
"Uh Help?"

Julie pushes him out the way. And everyone tries to shoot. She block them all except for mine.

"Well, we... could use a backup."

She skated up to me.
"Hey great job!" She pats my shoulder.

"You too"

"Isn't that the kid from the Olympics? The figure skater?"

"Yeah, Ken Wu. What can I say? I convinced him that hockey had more of a future. I put a stick in his hands and nobody's been able to touch him."

He does his little tricks and shit. Till an older kid skates out.

"♪DON'T YOU KNOW THAT EVERYTHING IS ON FIRE, YEAH♪" the kid sings. He tries to get Cowboy kid to sing with him, but he says no.

"That guy's a teenager?" Coach's eye widen.

Uh, Yeah. Hormones. He's a goon."

The Teen skates around actin like he's buff. He picks up Ken and sits him on top of the goal.

I skate up.

"That's Alexandra 'Alex' Garcia. She THE best player I've seen for her age so far."

"Hm what does she do?" The coach asks.

"Everything!"

The team then gets into a argument over who's better. I just stand there and laugh.

"Hey, what you laughing at?" The girl asks getting in my face.

"How pathetic y'all are being rn."

"Excuse me?" The goalie gets in my face too.

"First, both of you get out of my face. Second, He wouldn't have brought us in if y'all were better. Correct?
Third, aren't we a team?"

The goalie backs up out my face, but the girl doesn't.

"I ain't gonna be on a team with you." she gets even more in my face than
before.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Face!"

"Make. Me!" Hell naw.

Before I could get to her someone dragged me away. I look up and saw Luis in front of me with one arm around my waist.

Coach Bombay blew his whistle and we all looked at him and froze.

"Now, We didn't come here to fight! We came here to play hockey! We're Team USA! You represent your country!"

"That's right!" Mr. Tibbles agreed.

"Now, I want you-" He was cut off.

"To be all that you can be. Right? You guys gotta rise yourselves up guys! You got-"

Coach Bombay looks him in the eye and Mr. Tibbles throws his hands up in self defence. We all laugh.

"All right, Now let's start with the scrimmage."

They both the their whistles at the same time. Coach Bombay gave him another death look.

"You don't need me. I've got an appointment anyway. I've got to see Miss McKay. She's the teem tutor."

"Don?"
Coach Bombay held his hand out for his whistle.

"Come on. You'll get it back at the end of the school term."

The room filled with laughter once again as Mr. Tibbles left.

"All right Ducks. Show 'em what you got! Let's scrimmage."

Everyone got ready.

"Great day for hockey, ain't it?"

"Sure is, Cowboy."

Dwayne got the puck and Jesse fell on his butt. Dwayne "past" the puck to Luis who was doing great until he crashed in Goldberg.

We played till Fulton took his shot. The puck bounced off the rim of the goal, bounced off the ceiling and hit Mr. Tibbles in the head.

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A/n: Heyyy y'all sorry if you don't like it. It currently 1:44am and I'm bored. Bye 👋