Isabella's POV
"MEETINGS IN 10." Someone from the locker room shouts so we stop playing keepy ups, I grab my ball, then all of us head to the locker room.
When we get to the locker room I put my football up then Waffles and I follow Ezra to the Defensive meeting room for our meeting on what to do against our opponent tonight, the Vancouver Canucks.
After our 20 minute meeting, we head back to the locker room to get ready then I grab the stuff I wear under my pads and jersey then Waffles and I head into the bathroom and head into one of the stalls.
Once in the stall I take off my shorts and boxers, put on my compression shorts that have a cup in them, and I put on my sports bra then I put on my black Army long sleeve shirt that I wear underneath my pads every game.
After I'm dressed in my underwear I gather my stuff and head back to my locker.
When I get to my locker, I put the stuff I changed out of in my locker then I put on my normal socks, my shinguards, and my hockey socks.
Once my legs are dressed, I secure my hockey socks to my compression shorts with the velcro tabs then I put on my pants and my skates.
After my lower body is dressed, I tape up my knees and ankles so that my shinguards don't move around then I put on my shoulder pads and my elbow pads.
Once I have my upper body pads on I put on my white jersey then I secure my jersey to my pants with the tie down strap.
After I secure my jersey, I put on my helmet, put on my gloves, and grab one of my sticks then I head outside to the hallway and wait for everyone to be finished getting dressed.
Once everyone is in the hallway, Waffles and I lead everyone to the ice.
When we get to the bench, Waffles hops up onto the bench and sits then I scratch her head.
"Good girl." I say with a smile making Waffles smile then I head out onto the ice and skate around our half of the ice.
As I skate around I see all of my teammates scratch Waffles' head before they step onto the ice which makes me smile.
Once everyone's on the ice I stop at the bench and do some stretches while talking with my doggy.
When our warmup time ends, Waffles and I head back to the locker room with my teammates.
Once in the locker room I sit down in my locker then I relax and listen to Coach Nash's last minute talk.
After Coach Nash finishes his talk, I put my dark brown curly hair up into a low bun then I put on my helmet, put in my black and gold mouthguard, and my gloves.
Once I'm ready to play, Waffles and I head out to the hallway and wait with my teammates for us to be told to head onto the ice
After we are announced the crowd boo then we head out onto the ice.
Once on the ice I skate around my half once then I head to the boards by our bench and scratch my dogs head.
After I scratch Waffles' head, I skate away from the boards then I skate over to my spot on the blue line and stand while the anthem is sung.
When the anthem finishes Kendrick and I skate back to Ezra and do our handshake then Kendrick and I skate to our spots for the face off while Ezra stays in his crease.
"Look in the owners suite." Kendrick says so I do and I see my girlfriend's ex is here.
"Well." I say. "This should be fun."
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"Hey Munchkin." I hear My Dad says through my phone.
"HI SISSY." Amara shouts then I hear the rest of my family say hi.
"Take me off speaker." I say.
"Uh oh." I hear Sofia say.
"Alright it's just me." My Dad says. "What's wrong?"
"Well I'm sitting on my balcony at the hotel in Vancouver smoking a joint while staring at an unopened bottle of vodka and I'm debating on breaking my sobriety." I say. "So I'm doing fucking great."
"Well let's not do that." My Dad says. "What's driven you to this point?"
"It's been almost two years since I followed a fucking order that got 22 people killed and that cunt is still walking around as a free man." I say. "And to make this day even better, Blake's shitbag ex was at the game tonight and when we were leaving I heard him say some fucked up things about Blake and I almost beat the shit out of him."
"Well of course Blake's ex is gonna talk shit about her." My Dad says. "He downgraded from a Ferrari to a fucking Mitsubishi."
"Did you just compare Blake to a Ferrari?" I question with a small smile
"Yes I did." My Dad says. "And she is a fucking Ferrari."
"What does that make Mama and Mommy?" I question.
"Oh let's not go there." My Dad says making me chuckle.
"Probably not a good idea to hear what cars you think my moms are." I say.
"Probably not." Dad says. "Now as for the military thing, that'll probably never go away."
"Well I can't fucking stay angry the rest of my life." I say.
"No you can't." Dad says. "So we need to channel that anger on the ice, but also off it."
"How?" I question.
"Well have you given anymore thought to starting those charities?" My Dad asks.
Ever since I started getting back to a normal life in June of 2024 I've had some ideas for charities to start.
One idea is to have a charity that helps veteran's who suffer from PTSD along with their families.
My other idea is starting a charity/youth hockey team for under privileged kids in New York so that they can play hockey without having to worry about their parents breaking the bank to fund their sport.
"Uh no actually." I say. "I haven't.
"Well maybe we should discuss it." My Dad says.
"We?" I question. "Aren't you a bit busy with being an architect?"
"I'm a bit burnt out." My Dad says. "Office Politics suck."
"Well then I guess we have a lot to discuss when I get back."
"Yes Munchkin." My Dad says. "Yes we do."

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