𝗢𝗡𝗟𝗬 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨 • 𝗔. 𝗕𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗦

𝑇𝑊𝐸𝑁𝑇𝑌 𝑇𝑊𝑂

[n a r r a t o r]

Adam sat beside Alexis, his hands around the shins of her legs as he wraps the guards around her body, his fingers skimming her tanned skin as his breath hesitates to leave his mouth. Alexis who was watching the boy sat with an upturned frown, her eyes dazed at his pale features as the colour in his once blue eyes faded into a grey. His posture downed as his shoulders drooped, with his neck craning over him slightly. His hair messily done, his golden strands adorned his face as the slight curl at the crain of his neck brushed the sides of his cheeks.

"Everyone, meet our newest member. Russ Tyler." Charlie seemed proud, his shoulders were rolled back and his hands pressed against his hips as he showcased the boy. Alexis tried to pull a tight smile on her face but it was nearly impossible.

It was the way Adam looked at him with such envy and anger. His fingers strained as he clenches them into his palm. His insides twists  as it devours him. Their voices curling their dirtied fingers against the flesh of his mind as they whispered dark profanities into his ears. "Adam," The Stansson girl muttered as she grabbed ahold of his chin. Her gentle touch warming his harsh skin as she left her cooling marks down his face.

"Your wrist will get better, and you will be able to play again. But for now the best thing you can do is be there for the team. And that includes Russ." Alexis runs her hands through his hair, retreating her hands back as she ruffles the tips of his blonde hair.

"Your lucky you're cute or you'd be six feet under."  Even the slightest touch of his fingertips made her heart race. The air that once filled her now knocked out of her lungs as she pleaded  for it back, yet the feeling he left in her felt so energizing. That feeling he stirred inside her made the pace of her heart race in the best of ways. It was a good pain, a pain she tolerated. It only showed how much you can love someone to the point that you can no longer find reasons to hate them, even when they leave you in pain.

"Just because I have a broken wrist doesn't mean you're a better player then me.... yet." The brunette is almost instant to scoff as the words rolled of his tongue. His smirk very much apparent on his face. "You know I'm better then you, you just have a harder time accepting it."

Charlie stood between the two. His feet rocking side to side as he waits for their conversation to end. His hands slightly shake as Russ stood beside him. The nerves that twitched in his vessles made his chest quake. "Hi - uh- guys this is Russ Tyler. But you already know him." His voice stuck in his throat, Russ takes ahold of the reins as he lets out a confident smile, his hand leading out towards the two. "Hey hypno." Alexis chuckles at the name, her smile reaching ear to ear as she takes his hand slowly shaking it. "Banksy." Adam forced the grin downwards, shaking the urge to laugh. Pushing the fit of giggles down his stomach. "Tyler." The two awkwardly shuffle their feet against the ground. The smirks on their faces still stern.

"Come here." Adam breaks as he holds his arms a little wider out. He pats Russ on the back wishing him good luck with his first game before returning to Alexis' side. His arm draaped over her waist as he presses a feathery kiss on her temple. "Back off Banks, she was ours first." Julie holds her best friends hand tightly, as Connie seals her from the view of Adam. Luis and Kenny stood tall as he blocked his figure from connecting with the brunettes. "Sorry man, Gaffneys orders." Kenny shrugs his shoulders simply. "And don't get me started on Connie. She is small but boy does she get me worked up." Luis shudders at the mere thought of the girl. Luis' brown eyes still stuck onto the wall behind him, trying to think of a better time then the one moments ago.

"Hey man you're lucky Julie didn't ask Dean and Fulton. Lord knows the two would beat the total shit out of you." Averman snickers as he playfully nudges the Banks boy. Adam froze in his spot. His feet planted onto the concrete floors of the locker room, just thinking of what it would be like to be confronted by the two biggest enforcers he's ever seen.

"You alright there, Adam?" Alexis smiles sheeplishly. Her brunette hair brushes the side of her face. The blood in his veins perk up as she skims her hands against his chest.

"Y-yeah."

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"Team U.S.A. leading Russia two to one, here in the third period." The annoucers voice rings throughout the stadium. The cheers deafening from the crowd, that stood in the stands.

Russ Tyler had never imagined he'd be here. He preferred his seat in the stands then the place where he stood. Russ Tyler, although he'd never admit felt proud to be here. Playing for his country. All his life it had only been him and his brother, fighting it out alone, trying to spur the money from their empty pockets. Yet even in those times he was his brightest and he found that within hockey, and to be here playing with the youngest and best players from all over America felt surreal.

—" Over here!" Russ hits the rim of his stick against the ice, calling out for Alexis who skated out of the corner of the rink. "Alexis 'The Hypno' Stansson leads with the puck, faking to the right and passing it to the centre ice. Russ Tyler team U.S.A.'s newest member from Los Angeles calling for the puck, he gets it--"

Russ flips the puck with the end of his stick, facing it to its side as he shoots it aimlessly out. "He shoots....." The puck tumbles to the back of the net, the blare slices everyones eardrums, yet the team goes on and cheers for Russ. Their hands flown up into the air as their sticks wave with the crowd. "Everyone Russ Tyler!" Alexis uses all the energy that radiated inside her. Her right arm slid onto his shoulders as he bowed down in ecstasy. A smile blessed his face as he beamed at the audience with a  proud grin, waving at his brother James who stood in the stands clapping and cheering with his friends.

"That's my brother!" He screamed across the stadium. James pointed to Russ as he skated the centre ice with his teammates.

"Nice one Tyler,"