Captain of the hockey team

Champion

"Hey guys, listen up!" Coach Nelson yells to all of us as we all pile into the dressing room.

We all sit down and take our gloves and helmets off out respect to our coaches.

"What's up dad?" Brett asks him, Jordan looks up confused and I can't help but smile.

"I think Lavinia has something to say to all of you."

"Liv." I correct him, knowing he won't callme "Liv" unless he want's to. "And yes I do have something to say-" I get cut off by Coach Baker.

"I think you and Jordan should come up here and tell us." We both stand up and walk over to where the coaches are standing.

"I am so sorry..."

"Hey! Boo!" The team yells.

"Oi shut up dimwits!" Scotty yells to all of them.

"As I was saying.. I am so sorry Alstair, you get to stay second shift center."

The room erupts in cheers and cry's as I'm engulfed into a massive hug from Jordan. I laugh and him back as the team comes in for a group hug.

"Okay okay, we will leave you all to get undressed, see you all at my house in one hour." Coach Baker says.

"Of course you will." Max reply's to him as we all go back to our seats.

"Oh uh Jordan and Lavinia, when you are done there is a very sorry looking Coach out here waiting to talk to you two."

"Sure Coach, can you tell him we will be out in 20 minutes?"

"Of course."

I take my jersey off and my chest protector along with my elbow pads. I look around at my team getting undressed and lean my head against the blue brick wall behind me and smile. Then I make eye contact with Jordan after he takes off his chest protector. His face was a little red still and he looked really hot without a shirt on.. what am I thinking?! I have always thought of everyone as family here, never looked at them more then that, never.

But his abs look so good when he does that... Shit, he caught me staring. He just smiles at me and shakes his head looking down as his hair falls over his perfect face.

When we are all done getting undressed some of the boys are still in their underwear, but I honestly couldn't care less. Even my brother but I've gotten used to it, sounds weird but yeah.

I find myself looking at Jordan who is only wearing jeans, mostly everyone isn't wearing a shirt but I don't look at any of them that way. I myself am in shorts and a sports bra.

"Okay everyone ready?" Dylan asks us as he stands up.

"Yeah, I think so." Connor reply's as we all stand up.

"Alexander, the unbeatable champion vs Lavinia, the last shot." Cameron says as everyone moves into a circle.

"Sorry guys I can't do it today."  Alexander says.

"Oh come on, scared you'll lose to Liv?" Scott asks him.

"Not at all, just hurt my arm during the game."

"Oh sure, pussy." Arlo tells him." Who do you challenge then Liv?"

I look around at all the boys flexing and begging me to pick them. Then I see Jordan not flexing, but laughing.

"I choose Jordan." I say.

"What?" He says in a worried tone.

"Don't worry newbie, it's not hard." Alstair reasures him.

"You just have to grab onto those bars up there when we boost you up and do more pull-ups then Liv." Connor tells him.

"And the loser has to buy the winner dinner." Max adds on.

"The rules are no bribing and no cheating. You can use one hand or two whatever you prefer, but you have to do full pull-ups." Maddox says.

"Ready?" I ask him.

"Uh, yeah."

We get ready under the bars on the ceiling, Scotty and Arlo are boosting Jordan up and Lennox and Maddox are boosting me.

"3..2..1.. GO!" Max yells.

I am shot into the air and grab onto the bar instantly. The team starts to count our insync pull-ups.

We are at 38 so far.

"Damn Jordan just drop already." I whisper to him so nobody can hear us.

"Nah I'm good."

"Just drop, please." I beg him.

"Why do you want me to drop so bad?"

"Because I want you to buy me dinner." I say in a flitry tone. His face goes a little red and he falls into the pile of boys below ready to catch us, I let go once he is on the floor.

"Hey that's not fair, she cheated." He says as he laughs a little.

"I made the game, I can't cheat." I joke.

"Oh yeah. we'll see about that." He reply's. "But right now we have to go talk with that Coach." He adds as he puts on a hoodie and so do I.

"Hey kids. Lavinia I am so sorry, number 14 was being a dick."

"He was, but I'm used to it."

"I can't believe I am still going to ask you this, but Lavinia it would be a great honnor if you would transfer onto the Cobras team. We are looking to replace Marcus as team captain and in your absence Jordan would fill in for captain."

"That will never happen, you should have thought twice before asking me that goddamn question."

"My association can get you into a college."

"My brain can get me into any fucking Ivy League Shool I want, so don't start with your shit."

"Alright, well, Jordan I will offer you the postion then."

"Really?" He says in a angry tone. "You're so disusting."

"I hope you mean that with respect, young man."

"What diference would it make?" Jordan says. "Respectfully you're disusting?"

"You are to respect your Coaches."

"You're right we do respct our Coaches, not you." I tell him. "But because you think so highly of yourself, respectfully, go fuck yourself."

With that we head back into the dressing room and Jordan pats my shoulder when we grab our bags and head out as a team. Nobody asks what happened since they probably heard everything because we were shouting. 

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A/N

Thank you if have been reading my story, it really does mean a lot to me.

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