|| third person
It was a Saturday, and that ment ice hockey for Schlatt. He was walking towards the building where he trained, if you walked in you was met by the ring, that was filled with frozen water. A goal by each side, the ice being surrounded by lots of small red chairs and some glass between it.
Schlatt had walked towards the changing room to get ready to change, for the training. He got a 'hit' against his neck that was ment to be a 'hurry up' his dad is his trainer, and that's not always the most fun thing. He has to be there early, way to early. And then he haves to help to set stuff up. At home is everything his dad talks about with him is Ice hockey.
Schlatt did enjoy it, it really wasn't that. Sometimes he just hoped to talk to someone else. He never really talked, or had time to talk. He had two friends, Ted and Charlie. They used to be at the same school, but that's not anymore because Schlatt was failing and needed to go to a different school. Where he didn't had friends.
The smell of ice was nice, and he was used to the cold feeling. As he arrived into the changing room he set down his bag, more letting it fall onto the small wood planks that were connected to the wall by some iron bars. ( bench yk ) he took of the hoodie and the shirt, before slipping on the shirt etc he wears for ice hockey ( I forgot the name sobs ). He did the same with his pants. And he changed his shoes into ice skates ( right? )
He was listening to a albums called 'the razors edge' from 'AC/DC' while changing. He loved the band, but never found someone with the same music interest. As he walked towards the ring he was met by his dad, he layed the helmet thingy that protects his face on a bench, his mouth thingy ( yk that kind of braces thing you do in your mouth to protect ur teeth? )
He sat down for a bit, taking a sip of the energy drink that was poured into a bottle, because cans aren't that easy. He got called to help his dad, with looking at some stuff for an upcoming game, Schlatt had a choice to choose, but he really didn't want to, he felt bad, cause he had a choice, the rest didn't. He ended up picking a position, and helped his dad a bit by setting people in places.
Now it was 8pm, he has been her for 2 hours and the training finally has started. They started skating warm, and passing the puck ( that black thingy ) to each other. After that the team got splitser up in two, to play a small game. Schlatt enjoyed it, and he was very much into it when it came to this, he did more than his best, he never wanted to loose.
Out of no-where a door opened, which got everyone's attention. A boy with curly hair walked in, he looked around, and a small mumble game out of his mouth. He was tall. A bit taller as Schlatt.
"Hello?"
It's a Brit.
"Oh hello, and you are,," Schlatts dad scrolled trough some papers he had in the map, that was in his hand. "Well hello, Wilbur Soot. You're late, is there a reason for?"
The Brit shook his head
"Sorry sir, the train was a bitch, and I had lost the track of time. I couldn't find the right stop too, I swear m sorry."
The trained nodded in response, as he clapped his hands, before yelling to everyone to go and sit down on the benches.
"So boys. This is Wilbur. Wilbur, this is your team. Wilbur has moved here around some weeks ago, so he's new. I expect y'all to help him, plus, he will be a good help for the team."
Everyone just nodded, and the training started again, Wilbur decided to watch, cause of the fact there wasn't much time left. The training finally stopped, as everyone walked out, Schlatt didn't, and sat down on the bench, leaning back, while drinking his energy drink. His face protection was laying beside him, and the stick layed on the ground.
His father was talking to the Brit, before he knew it they were walking towards him.
|| Schlatt
"Schlatt."
My father said, I was dead after the training, and I felt like sleeping, and now he's probably gonna let me do stupid shit.
"What do You want? Dad."
The word dad felt like a disgust out of my mouth.
"I want you to show Wilbur around. So he can normally start training. Plus. Wilbur had told me he goes to the same school as you, so be nice and also show him around there tomorrow, I'll let the teacher know you know him."
A groan escaped my mouth as I nodded,
"Can i change first?"
Dad shook his head, before walking away, I banged my head against the wall behind me, that wasn't supposed to happen, but it did. Wilbur looked confused, which made me confused.
"Sooooo, you're Schlatt."
I nodded, as I got up and started walking, I had my normal shoes on cause walking with skates can be a bitch. Anyways. The Brit was following behind me. I walked into the changing room that was empty by now. I put some stuff back in my bag already, looking at the other, cause I felt stared at.
"If you wanna you can change, it's not a bother from me, only if you wanna tho- I won't stare if that's what you're scared of."
"M not scared, maybe you're deaf but I am not allowed to change cause of you. Unless that, I was already with the plans of changing, cause this is sweaty and I want something comfortable. Now if you aren't gay turn you're head around or get on you're phone so I can change for gods sakes."
That sounded madder than it was supposed to me, Wilbur gave a small nod and turned around, I changed pretty fast. I swinged the bag into my shoulder, before walking up to Wilbur who was lost in his thoughts.
"What are you thinking of Hm?"
And that shook his out his though, I let out a small snicker before walking out, to show him around.
It took long, because it's pretty big, when I was done I sat down at a table where Wilbur was, I shoved him a coke over the table, earning a small thank you. We talked for a bit, to be fair, he's pretty nice.
After a long time my dad came here, taking me and Wilbur home, Wilbur drove with us, he lived in the same street, kinda surprising. So it was easy. I waved him a goodbye after he left the car. Now the car filled with silence.
When I got home I got into the shower and after that to bed, I was pretty tired. I fell asleep, very quickly.
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1191 words!! WHOHOO!!
More of the two boys next chapter, wich will be school.
I'm not the best at writing ice hockey thingys, but I hope this is good enough.
Have a nice day everyone,
Bye bye, see you next chapter.
-Rhamie
