The new kid

Run

"Welcome to practice. We're here to have fun. Let's remember, this is kids sports. The stakes could not be lower. What's wrong with Koob?" We all turn to face Koob lying down on the ice.
"Ugh. Poor guy. Looks like just skating out here in all that equipment really knocked him out. Hey, bud, how you doing?" Evan asks.
"Cold, wet. At least the ice numbs the pain." Koob says in a much more relaxed tone.
"Want me to line up some pucks so we can start stick handling?" Evan asks coach.
"No, no, we're not doing pucks today. We're doing something different and better and safer. Beach balls." Alex dumps a load of beach balls on the floor.
We all move the beach balls around with our hockey sticks.
"Logan, you know you can move?" I ask as Logan is standing still not even moving a bit.
"But I can't." He says.
"Hold my hand." I give him my hand to hold.
"Trust me." I say.
"Okay?" Logan says unsure.
I start skating with his hand in mine.
"See. It's not hard." I smile.
He looks at me. I look at him. We lean in.
"All right! Everybody's sick had to touch the ball once before it goes in the goal." Alex interrupts. I was this close to kissing Logan. Ugh.
We awkwardly look away and let go of each other's hands. I skate to a ball.
"Here guys, watch this." I gain everyone's attention.
I grab my stick and a beach ball. I start skating. I do a couple of turns, still with the beach ball under my stick. I go around the goal and shoot. "Score!" I say in excitement. Everyone looks at me.
"Wow y/n/n. I didn't know you could do that!" Nick high fives me.
"Its not that hard." I shrug.
"Hey, yes! Isn't this fun?" Coach claps her hands.
"Woho!" Sam screams as he try's to do something on the top of the boards but fails miserably and falls onto the ice.
"Sam, are you okay? What're you doing?" Alex questions.
"Just wanted to see if I can grind the top of the boards. I cannot." Sam says in a painful agony.
"Take it easy." Coach tells him.
"I dug out my old uniform from when I used to play peewee. It's kinda small and I think it might need to be cut off me." Nick tells me.
"Hey, guys, check it out." Lauren says. She flicks her stick in the air and the bottom bit falls of making a boomerang.
"Run!" We all scream.
"Maya! Catch!" I throw her a beach ball.
"Hey, ahh." It hits her in the face. She gets up and we both laugh.
Logan try's to skate but falls into me.
"Sorry." He says.
"It's alright." I get up.
"Fine. Hey, everybody, listen up. We are going to try shooting with an actual puck. Basically, guys, this is a black disc of death." She holds it up.