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JULES HELD ADAM'S HAND AS THEY SKATED ONTO THE ICE, it was there last practise in LA before they travel to Anaheim for the final of the Junior Olympics. Bombay had told them to stay in their normal clothes, he himself was in sweats and had a cap on backwards. Jules was wearing her North Star jersey over the top of one of Adam's hoodies and a cap on backwards, just like Bombay.
"Coach, shouldn't we have our hockey gear on?" Luis asked, pulling his hands into his pockets.
"Guys, this is our last team practise which means--" Bombay started, but was cut off my Averman.
"The return of Captain Blood." Lester joked, making the team snicker at the nickname they had given their coach when he was in bullying era.
Gordon chuckles with them, "No." He reached into the box and pulled out a beach ball, "Let's have some fun, alright!" The team cheered as they skated after the ball, Jules took off after the ball, kicking it into the goal.
"And she scores!" The girl announces, when she's tackled by Portman, he throws her over his shoulder skating around, "Put me down, now!" The teens had fun, kicking the beach ball about the middle of the rink, pretending to play soccer for fun. Hans was attempting to teach Tibbles how to skate, but when he thought he understood, he went flying over the boards into the box with a high pitched squeal.
Jules held onto Adam's hands as she skated backwards, around the rink, pulling him along at her speed, "I feel like I'm in a car." She grinned playfully, letting go of his bad hand to spin them around. Banks squealed like a child when she started spinning quickly, shaving eyes as her skates dig into the ice, stopping the spin. Adam wobbled, feeling dizzy and almost fell to the floor, but she caught him, stopping him from hitting the hard ice without his protective gear.
Averman had the ball, when the couple rejoined the group of teens, he hit it for them to fetch but it rolled along the ice to what looked like an army of bleached blonde vikings on steroids. Coach Stansson picked up the beach ball, and squeezed it until the air hissed out and it was flat, he chucked it to the side like it was nothing.
"He's literally a supervillain." Jules whispered to Adam.
He nodded, "Stirring his potion to poison the apple." She stifled a laugh at his Snow White and the Seven Dwarf's reference. Juliet had forced him to watch it during the summer when it first came out. "Or wearing puppies as a cloak."
"Stop with the disney references now, Banksy." Dean hissed from the other side of Jules, the tension in the air thick as the Icelanders slowly skate towards them, following their coach.
