The Life of a Hockey Sister

Chapter 3

CHAPTER 3

I run down the steps to my parents, 

"Hey do you need to turn in your stat sheet?" Dad asks.

"Yeah let me go find Coach." I find Coach Benidict about to go into the locker room. "Coach!" I call after him.

"Oh hey Miller,"

"Here's your stats." I say handing him the sheet.

"Oh thanks!"

"No problem," I say leaving.

"Hey Miller," he calls. I turn back,

"Yeah?"

"Are you going to do something on the team next year?" Coach asks.

"No clue,"

"Well you should. " I smile and go back to my family.

"Ready?" Mom asks.

"Totally,"

"What are you all smiley about?" Dad asks.

"Probably about dating a hockey player." Drew says.

"No not that it's Coach's remark." I say walking into the parking lot.

"Wait so you are dating a hockey player?" Mom asks.

"Yeah Toews asked me and I said yes."

"Jon's a good kid." Dad says.

"Yeah anyhow Coach says I should do something with the team next year."

"Like what?" Drew asks confused.

"I don't know. Mike's a senior maybe he thinks I should be the student manager."

"Highly doubt it." Drew says.

"Well what do you think he wants me for? A player?"

"Well you do have a wicked slapshot." Drew says some what serious.

"Yeah right!" I say getting into the van.

"Just keep your options open Angie. You never know what could happen." Dad says.

"I highly doubt Coach wants a untrained girl hockey player." I say.

"But Angie you are trained you just don't have any playing  experience." Drew says.

"If you're interested in going out for highschool we'll sign you up for Spring and see how it goes." Dad says.

"Yeah okay I'll remember that." I say sarcastically.

"Angie I'm serious," Dad says, "If you want this we'll support you all the way.

"Okay I'll think about it." We pull into our hotels parking lot. We're staying at just a basic Hotel. I see Coach Benidict and his Assistant Coach, Coach Benner walking into the hotel. I feel my phone vibrate. It's Grant,

You said yes? he asks. I'm assuming he's talking about me and Toews.

Yeah that an issue? I text back.

No he responds immediantly.

Good,

"Earth to Angie!" Drew says. 

"Sorry what?" I ask.

"Help me get the luggage out of the trunk." he says getting out of the van. I follow him to the trunk.

"Do we take our hockey bags in?" I ask.

"No we're suppose to leave hunderds of dollars of equipment in the car." he says sarcastically. I grab my suitcase and my hockey bag.