Washington Capitals Love Triangle

Chapter 2-Name Exchange

Mika's POV

I headed straight down the hallway admiring all the pictures of the greats trying to get my mind off of the new player. He was so tall and handsome and I haven't seen anyone else like him. He seemed like a genuine guy and hopefully he will stay that way. I hate it when the fresh starting hockey players develop such egos. That happens to the majority in the NHL but hopefully it won't happen to him. A girl can only dream.

I walked towards the rink to set up my training kit in the penalty box since the players use their box for shifts. I laced up my skates and started skating around the newly layered ice. It felt so good to skate on such a slick and glassy surface until I look to my left and I see most of the players are coming in. They probably don't want me to carve up their ice too much so I made my way over to the penalty box to set my things down and wait for the team.

The guys started walking out to the ice and set their things down and skated in with all their equipment and lined up for drills.

My focus was on the new player, I noticed that his number was number 43, and I waited for him to turn his back to see his last name. Unfortunately for me, since he is a new addition to the team, his jersey didn't have his last name on it yet.

I watched as they passed the puck back and forth in their power play drills, when someone on the white jersey team hit a red jersey player on the boards right in front of me. I practically jumped out of my seat and the players on the ice all laughed.

Great, now they think I'm a scaredy cat. Just what I need. I watched as Green (red jersey player) was limping as he skated. I think this is my time to shine.

I shouted for Green to come to the penalty box and he did as told. I opened up the door for him to go in.

"Hi, my name is Mika, so where did you get hit?" I said.

"Hey, so when he hit me, it hurts around my right ankle."

"Okay let me take a look, take off your skate and roll your pants up."

"Alright"

I need to focus I told myself, his leg was so muscular, I needed to think. He caught me staring blankly at his sculpted body and said "don't worry, this is going to be good and on the plus side we are on of the best teams to work for". I challenged him in my response, "oh really?"

Wilson's POV

I watched her in the penalty box flirting with Green. I don't understand why it bothered me so much but they seemed to get along instantly. I wasn't focused in today's practice as much as I should have. I needed to show the other players that I was serious about playing for the Washington Capitals. It was my dream to and now she is clouding up my mind with thoughts and questions. I tried to breathe in the cold stunning air to clear my head. It only worked briefly but at least I could focus since I'm up for the passing drill. I was playing the right wing and I had Ovechkin on my left and Volpatti as the left winger.

Ovechkin passed the puck to me and I skated fast without hesitance, pushing myself to the limit to not think about her. I passed it off to Volpatti and he returns it back to me. I was in front of the net when I did a slapshot towards Holtby.

I got the goal but I ripped the net and the puck ricocheted off the glass and towards me and hit me right in the hip.

Mika's POV

I watched as the puck hit the new guy and he went down so fast that if I blinked I would have missed it. Green noticed my focus on what happened on the ice and assured me he would be okay. I took off without breaking contact with the guy laying on the ice in pain. I unhitched the door latch and skated to Holtby's side of the rink.