21/Punch

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"Hey, Team! Hey, Team. We're gonna be great today right?" Don questions, excitedly walking down to the bench. "Where's Gordon?" He asks. "You tell us." Peyton and Charlie say at the same time. "I don't believe this" Don mutters. "Team U.S.A. I'm sorry, without a coach behind the bench, you'll forfeit the game." A ref says, skating over to them. "But you can't do that" Adam exclaims. Peyton puts a hand on his shoulder and sighs. "We have one" Charlie starts. "Miss Mackay!" He yells. Charlie skates over to Miss Mackay. "Hey Charlie, what's up?" She asks. "You have to pretend you're a coach or we forfeit the game."

"Where's Coach Bombay?"

"Pretend or we're out of the tournament"

"But I don't know anything about coaching"

The ref skates over to Charlie and Miss Mackay with a questioning look. Charlie looks over at him. "Here she is, our coach; Coach Mackay." Charlie gives Miss Mackay a pleading look. "What are you waiting for, the ice to freeze? Let's play" She shouts. Peyton mentally cheered to herself and by the looks of it, Charlie felt the same way, he was doing his little happy cheer. 

"𝘍𝘢𝘤𝘦-𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘤𝘦. 𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸. 𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘜.𝘚.𝘈. 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦. 𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘋𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘒𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘴 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴. 𝘏𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘴! 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨, 𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘣𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘨. 𝘈𝘴 𝘎𝘦𝘳𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘪𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘸𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥." Miller, the announcer, says. 

"Oh! We look tired, we need to uh... Trade places." Miss Mackay says, obviously confused as to what she is doing. "What?" Charlie asks confused. "New players." Miss Mackay corrects. "Oh, say change it up" Charlie says. "Change it up" Miss Mackay says quietly. "Scream it!" Peyton says. "Change it up!" Miss Mackay screams. The players switch with their teammates and go onto the ice. Peyton goes in for Luis and Charlie goes in for Guy.

"𝘞𝘦'𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱."

They go to their positions until they hear a familiar duck call. "Look who finally shows up" Fulton says. "Just ignore him. Averman, take the face-off. " Jesses demands. "All right" Averman agrees. Bombay continues to low the whistle and he walks down to the bench. "Come on, what do we got to lose?" Guy questions. "Respect. He'll dump is the minute it's all over." Fulton says. "Come on in! Let's go, come on." Bombay shouts from the bench. They skate off the ice and over to the bench. Bombay reaches down and gives Miss Mackay a kiss on the cheek. Charlie and Peyton look at each other with smirks on their faces. "Thanks" Bombay says to Miss Mackay. "Oooooo looks like someone's in love." Peyton says. "Like your one to me talking." Coach fires back. "Ouch" Averman says. Adam shoves his arm into Averman causing him to fall down onto the ice. "Team. Guys. I was wrong. And I'm sorry. I forgot about the team. And the team is all I have. All I want is another chance. Just one more shot. I'm back. Okay?"

The team look at each other. They nod their heads in approval. 

They finish the game and end up winning, 3-2.

"I've had a lot of big distractions since I've been here in L.A" Coach says, picking up a cardboard cut-out of himself. "This is a distraction" They all laugh. "Nice haircut, Coach"

"Looks familiar"

"I know that guy" They all joke at his picture. He takes a match and lights it. He throws it into a barrel and the barrel lights on fire. "This is a fire in a barrel." Jan hands him the carboard cut-out. He puts it into the burning fire. "This is a distraction in a fire in a barrel. Any questions?"

They all clap and cheer for their coach. 

They all finish up their little fun moment and go back to the dorms. Peyton walks back to the dorm with Julie since she doesn't wanna see Connie at the moment. "Ew Julie, why are you walking with her?" Connie asks walking in front of them. "Because I want to" Julie replies. "Well you shouldn't, she probably has a disease from all the boys she's slept with" 

"What the hell are you talking about?" Peyton asks.

"Don't play dumb. We all know that you are cheating on Adam."

"What in your dumb little mind gives you that idea?"

"Just the fact that your a whore and a slut."

"That's it" Peyton walks up to Connie and punches her right in the face. "Stop talking shit about me, bitch." And with that Peyton walks away. Julie doesn't even bother to help Connie up. She was being so rude, why would she. Peyton hated Connie right now. She hated herself right now. She was gonna get in trouble for punching her but honestly, she didn't care. Connie was putting her through hell and maybe this would straighten her up. A girl can only dream.

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A/N: Sorry there wasn't any Peyton and Adam stuff in this chapter but I needed to add some hockey into the story because I haven't in a while. Anyways, thank you guys for reading. It means so much.

Stay Golden Ducks

Thanks, Addison

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