𝘼𝙙𝙖𝙢'𝙨 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡

𝟷𝟽/ 𝚂𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕 𝚈𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝙿𝚞𝚌𝚔

"Peyton?" Charlie calls out. He cups his hands around his mouth to project his voice. "Are you there?" Charlie asks. He hears something rustling around in the wood. "Peyton?" He goes towards the noise and peaks around the corner. Charlie runs into someone. "AGHHHHHHHH" He screams. "Connie?" He says surprised. "Charlie?" Connie asks, rubbing her head. "My god, you scared me." He admits. "Sorry. Have you found Peyton?" She asks. "No, have you?" He asks. "Nope"

Adam goes to the girls dorm and hears quiet sobs through the door. "Peyton?" He asks. "Are you in there?" She doesn't answer. "Open the door, please" Adam says. The door opens and reveals a crying Peyton. Adam pulls Peyton into a hug. She continues to sob. "Hey. Hey. Hey. It's okay" He says calmingly. They pull away. Adam wipes Peyton's tears with his thumb. "You know that none of what he said it true, right?" She nods her head. "Okay, come on, let's snuggle." He pulls Peyton over to the bed and they lay down. She lays her head on his chest while her arms wrap around his waist. She falls asleep with tear stained cheeks. Adam reaches for his phone.

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦🏒🦆

Found her

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞🦆⛸

Ok good, on the way.

"Who was that?" Connie asks. "Adam, he says he found Peyton. They are in your guys dorm." He explains. They walk back to the dorms.

About 20 minutes later they walk into the girls dorm and see Peyton and Adam cuddling, watching a movie. Charlie and Connie sit in the doorway watching. They found it adorable. "You gonna come in or just stand there?" Adam asks. "Oh uh, sorry" Charlie says. Connie runs over and hugs Peyton. She immediately hugs back. Adam's phone dings and he reads the text.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧

Break up with Peyton, or else.

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦

Who the hell is this?

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧

Just do as I say and no one gets hurt.

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦

No. There's no way in hell that I'm breaking up with Peyton.

𝐔𝐧𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧

Fine, your decision, but your the ones paying the price.

𝐀𝐝𝐚𝐦

Who the hell are you?

The number doesn't answer back. "I have to go." Adam says while standing up. He needed to process what had just happened, and he needed to figure out who was texting him. "Ok, Bye, Love you." Peyton says. "Love you" Adam kisses her on the cheek and then leaves. Before Adam leaves Charlie stops him. "Thanks, man, for taking care of her." He says. "It's no problem, Char" Adam says as he walk out.

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The next day everyone is tired because even though they said that they weren't practicing, they knew that Coach wasn't in a good mood, so they practiced anyways. Everyone was yawning, trying to keep themselves awake. Luis even fell asleep. "Luis" Ms. Mckay says. "Sorry" He apologizes. Peyton laid her head on Adam's shoulder. "Why is everyone so tired?" Ms. Mckay asks. "Captain Blood" They all say in unison. "Coach made us practice after the game last night, we didn't get to bed till 3am." Fulton explains. "Okay, I've heard enough. Everyone go back to the dorms and get some rest." Ms. Mckay orders. They all leave and go to their dorms. 

"All right, let's go!" Bombay says, walking into the empty locker room. "Team?" He questions. "Hello! Hey, guys. Hello!" He shouts. "I cancelled their practice." Ms. Mckay says. "What're you talking about? Where are they?" He asks. "They needed a day off. Trust me." She explains. "I need 'em here to practice!" Bombay says. 'Well, they need to rest. You've been running those children ragged. They can barely stay awake in class. They're calling you Captain Blood." She says with a louder tone. "I am preparing these kids for battle. Can you understand that? We win the gold, we go on to bigger thing." He explains. "Bigger things?" Ms. Mckay asks. "That's right!" He shouts. "Please! Gordon, It's a game! You said it yourself. Games should be fun. Remember?" She argues. 

"Coach isn't here. Why do we have to be?" Connie says. "We have a game tonight. We have to work out." Dean says. "I say mutiny. Who's with me?" Goldberg says, trying to catch his breath. "Goldberg, I'm to tired to mutiny." Dwayne argues. "Come on, guys, It's not like we couldn't use the conditioning." Peyton says. "Speak for yourself, Babe." Dean shouts. "Her name is Peyton, not "babe"." Adam says, not liking the fact that Dean called Peyton "Babe". "Don't tell me how to talk, Rich boy." Dean shouts. "Hey, Portman, chill!" Fulton yells. Everyone gathered around the two boys trying to get them off each other.  "Chill out" They all yell. "Yo, Team U.S.A., what are you gonna do today, a million jumping jacks?" Someone yells from across the field. "This kids crazier than me. Forget about him." Portman says, trying to get back to finishing their arguing. "Hey, man, I'm getting sick of you!" Jesse shouts at the boy. "I'm gettin' sick of seeing the U.S.A. represented by a bunch of whining babies!" He yells back. " Too bad you can't back up that  mouth." Jesse fires back. "Me and my boys can take you anytime, anywhere." The boy says. " I don't see no "Boys." Jesse says. "I got 'em waitin'". Grab your gear and let's play some schoolyard puck." The boy says. "Or maybe you forgot what it's like to play for real pride." The twins looked at each other with smirks on their faces. Back in Minnesota they played schoolyard puck all the time with anyone they would found that was willing to play. The two were almost unstoppable when they were playing side by side. 

"My little brother Russ here has been telling me that you have been chokin' big time." A boy that looked older than Russ said. "Your brothers got a big mouth." Jesse fires back. See, there were good and bad things about Jesse, but the one bad thing was that he ran his mouth whenever he felt the need to. Everyone looked at each other with fear on their faces. They didn't know these people and they certainly didn't know what they were capable of. "He does, doesn't he?" Everyone sighed with relief. Russ gave them all a big grin. "Anyways, we thought we'd call you all to see what you got." The older looking boy says. "Yea, we know you can talk to the press and sign autographs." Russ says. "We can do more than that" Luis says. "Yeah? Well we can teach you how to play like the real Team U.S.A." The older boy says, whos name they later learned was Mark. "What would you know about it?" Dean questions sarcastically. 

Mark checks Dean into the fence. "You gotta earn every inch." They all are having a great time and they are all getting along. Adam gets the puck while Mark checks Dean into the fence once again. Mark's team scores into a trash cans, which they are using as goals. "Hey, ain't no whistles out here either. You keep diggin' till you score that goal!" Mark shouts. "And then you take a few breaths, slug some water, and get out there and do it again!" Russ says, throwing the water bottle to Charlie. He slugs the water, throws it down, and goes back out to play. "Don't just stand there, come and get it!" Mark shouts. "Don't mind of I do" Luis says. Peyton rolls her eyes. He skates down the towards the goal and shoots. He makes it in but can't stop himself. He runs into the fence and falls down. "Ah not again, Ah, Ah" He yells. Peyton laughs at the sight of Luis. "Hey, use the brakes, baby." Peyton says, helping Luis up. Fulton goes for his shot but ends up hitting the top of the can. It goes over the fence and hits a car. "Don't sweat it, happens all the time." Mark reassures. "Excuse me! Can you throw it back please!" Charlie yells to the owner of the car. "Alley-oop" He yells, throwing the puck back. Charlie gets it and shoots it into the goal. "Yea, Charlie!" They all cheer. Russ lines up the puck to where the bottom is facing the fence and the sides are facing up. He shoots the puck and it does a bunch of weird curves and spins before going into the goal. The Ducks watch in amazement. "What the heck kind of shot was that?" Fulton asks amazed. "Ah, you like that?" Russ asks. "Yeah" Fulton replies. "That's my knuckle puck, it's hard to be accurate, but it drives goalies crazy." He explains. Ken uses his ice skating move and gets around the defense allowing him to pass to Dwayne, who shoots the puck into the goal. "Sweet moves kid!" Mark says skating over to Ken. "Oh, you messed up now kid, come here, I'm gonna get you , come here, come here, come here, Junior, come here." Mark shouts. Ken looked terrified. "I'm just messing with you, okay. Listen, when a guy comes at you like I just did, you do this, stick, gloves, and shirt" He explains. "Ok, my turn" Ken starts. "Stick, gloves, shirt." Ken copies Mark's move and does them successfully. "All right?" Ken asks. "All right." Mark agrees. Everyone cheers and pats Kenny on the head. 

The Ducks are getting on their bus to go play their next game. The bus leaves, leaving just Mark and his boys. "Go U.S.A."