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╮new recruits╰
"tell me about my new kids," bombay said, watching as the five players joining the team stepped onto the ice. sloane smiled and brightened as a blonde girl in a red jersey and goalie gear stopped at the front of the group.
"that's luis mendoza," tibbles said as four of the recruits left the ice, leaving a tan boy in a red and blue jersey to speedily skate around the rink. "he's from our miami club. a real speedster, incredible skater. i clocked him at one point nine seconds, blue line to blue line."
"i could probably race him," sloane nonchalantly mentioned while luis sped around the ice in front of the goalpost.
"before or after you bummed your knee?" guy said, slowly beginning to smile as sloane's face quickly fell. she lifted her pointer and middle finger to her eyes and pointed them at guy with her mouth pressed into a thin line.
"you're on thin ice, germaine," she whispered as she returned her attention to luis.
"good-lookin' skater," connie said, making sloane smile when guy's face fell and he quickly turned back to watch luis.
"very good-lookin'. what do you think, guy?" averman antagonized while leaning between the couple.
"shut up, averman," guy said while elbowing him in the chest, causing him to fall with a groan.
"he has one minor problem," tibbles started and everyone cringed when luis slammed into the boards. "has a little trouble stopping."
"he may be faster but at least sloane can stop, even with her bum knee," adam said, leaning forward to slightly shake sloane's shoulders.
"exactly," sloane said, pointing over her shoulder at him. she fanned her face with one hand and placed the other on her hip as the rest of the recruits skated out to luis.
"are you okay?" the other four recruits asked luis as they helped him to his feet.
"yeah, i'm alright. i almost had it that time," luis said while pulling his helmet off. sloane and guy cut their eyes at each other and laughed once while fulton, jesse, and goldberg quietly. sloane and guy quickly covered their mouths and shut their eyes tightly as they tried not to laugh.
"yee-haw!" a tall boy wearing a cowboy hat and a red jersey yelled in a thick, country accent. he lifted the cowboy hat from his head, tossed it to the edge of the ice, and raised the other hand that held his hockey helmet. "how is everyone? y'all ready to play some puck?" he asked while pulling the helmet over his head.
