Rachael's POV
I am walking towards the end of the tunnel, and I'm getting kind of nervous. I mean, I know how to play hockey. I used to play with Filip all of the time. I know how to ice skate, I learned when I was 5. I think it's just that I'm playing with players in the NHL. But, Filip is going to be there so he'll at least try and calm me down. I walk out onto the ice and see the whole group huddled up together, they're probably going over plays. I had put on my gold jersey, the one that has my name on it, and I skated over to them. When I got there, they all got up to practice. Half of them have on gold jerseys and the other half has on navy blue jerseys to indicate who was on either team, so I guess I was on the team with the gold jerseys. That means I'm going up against Filip. We're doing shooting practice first, they want to see how good Filip is. While everyone was going to get water, Pekka held back and told me to take a couple of shots at the net while he was guarding it.
"I'm not gonna go easy on you, I hope you know that." Pekka says
"I didn't want you to." I smirk
I start from center ice and make my way towards the goal. I use the move that Filip taught me, it's called the 'twisted wrister shot'. I fake out Pekka and I make it in the net. Then Pekka stands up to finally go get some water. I turn around to go back to the benches with him, when I realize that everyone was watching me.
"Dang Rachael, I didn't realize you had that good of a shot." Roman said
"Yeah, Filip said you were good. But that, that was awesome!" Ryan chimes in
Everyone starts agreeing in unison about how good of a shot that was.
"Thanks guys, but that's Filip's move. He taught it to me a while back ago. You should show em' how it's done Filip haha." I say
Everyone starts agreeing in unison again.
"Yeah Filip, show us." Shea says
"Okay, yeah sure." Filip says
Filip goes out to the ice, gets the puck, then he starts heading toward the net. He keeps his hand close to the top of the stick, and he flicks his wrist. Just like a bullet, the puck flies straight into the net. Filip skates back to the bench.
"That's really all it is." Filip shrugs
"Nice technique." Carter says
"Thanks." Filip replies
"Filip, did I ever show you my jersey?" I ask
"No, no you didn't. Let me see." He says
I turn around and I pull my hair out of the way.
"Isn't it cool?!" I say excitingly
"That's awesome!" Filip exclaims
"I have a white one with your number on it that says 'big bro'." I chime in
"You'll have to show me that one later." He says
"I'll make sure to." I say happily
"Alright guys, let's do some 3-on-3." Shea says
"For gold I want Josi, Neal, Ellis, and Rinne. And for the blue I want Fisher, Smith, Wilson, and Hutton." Shea says. Their game gets intense, there are a lot of turnovers and a lot of shots at the net. The blue team won with the score of 2-1.
"Okay, next set of players." Shea says eagerly
"For the gold I want Johansen, Rachael, and I. And for the blue team I want Mattias, Calle, and Filip. And I want the goalies to be switched. So Rinne is on blue and Hutton is on gold." He says with a grin on his face
"Okay Rachael, I want you to guard Filip the whole time. Don't let him score. Got it?" He says
"Got it. This is going to be great hahah." I say with excitement
We have our face-off, and I'm guarding Filip the whole time. Shea hits the puck to me and Filip tries to get it from me, but he doesn't succeed. I shoot the puck to Shea who shoots it to Johansen. Johansen then passes it back to me, and I take a shot. I missed it just wide of the net. We make the same play again, and I score the goal. Ryan and Shea both come to hug and congratulate me. Then we head back to center ice. When it was all said and done, Filip's team had beaten us 2-1. But it's okay, it was a good game. And, I'm going to have plenty of other times to beat him.
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Becoming a Nashville Predator
FanfictionMy name is Rachael, and my brother is Filip Forsberg. He just got accepted to play for the Nashville Predators hockey team. Come along with us on our journey of Becoming a Nashville Predator.