I'm a Hawks' Kid

Ten

I was able to convince my dad to let me play one more game with the Hawks. Why and how? Well, I overheard him talking to someone on the phone about Adam switching teams as well because they redrew the lines. And since I found out, my dad said that Adam and his father were going to be told today. While at the Ducks' next game, we both have to show up. I was at least happy that there was a specific reson behind why I have to leave and not because my dad wants me to, even thought he hates the Hawks. But I also have Adam playing alongside me, but we don't have the same plays from the Hawks though, we'd have to learn new ones or just play what ever my dad tells us to do.

I stood on the ice today and I saw my father here. His team wasn't here, but everyone else from my team and the other team was here. We have a game today against the Hornets, I believe. My father was talking to Coach Reilly. Adam and I were taking shots on the net together from afar, along with the rest of the team until we heard, "Banks! Schaffer!" We both looked at each other, he had no idea what was going on and I did. My father is telling Reilly today that Adam and I are transferring.

My dad had someone else with him, an elder man who had a clipboard and I am sure he knew what he was doing. "Adam Banks and Kylie Schaffer are playing for the wrong teams," My dad tells Reilly. Coach Reilly leans over the edge of the boards and looks at my father, probably thinking this is some plan just so my father can have two good players on his team.

"No. You're not taking my two best players," Coach Reilly retorts.

"I'm sorry Mr. Reilly, but they're indeed playing for the wrong teams. You see, the lines have been redrawn and these two should be playing for District-5 not the Hawks,"

As much as I didn't want to be transfeered over, I understood that my dad wasn't taking me away from this team for good and because he wanted, it's because he has too. He wouldn't of done this and if my mom figures out, she'll take me out of hockey because she believes the Hawks are the best of the best. But she isn't boss of me anymore, my dad and or her ex, is my coach, my father, my idol.

"I expect to see both of them at our next game," My dad says and leaves, wearing his 'Bombay' letterman jacket. Adam didn't want to get moved from teams.

"If my son isn't playing for this team than he isn't playing at all," Adam's dad says and then Adam's eyes go wide. I knew his father wouldn't or couldn't possibly take this away from Adam. He never did from his eldest son, so why take it from his youngest? He knows damn well that his sons, more so Adam, is gonna become something big in the future. I know it'll happen for Adam. His father can't do this, but it isn't my decision or right for me to fight for Adam's stay.

We continued on and soon enough our game started and then tension was high. The stakes were at the end of the line right now. Adam was stressing out and I guess he probably was wondering why i wasn't stressing out. I am stressing, I am just not as much as he is because I already had my time to stress. In like two days we'll be playing for the Ducks. They'll hate us and though I know onw player from that team, who's name is Guy, I know they won't take it well that Adam and I are joining.

I'd be fine have newcomers join, but if you've been mean like Adam has or not so kind like I was, they won't want to be your friend. Hell, if someone were mean to me and they suddenly joined my team, I wouldn't be so proud either or very welcoming.

I had so much on my mind that I didn't even hear Coach call my line to get on the ice. Larson, Adam, and I all  skated to our positions, the defencemen ready and so were we. Adam was at center, waiting for the puck to drop so he could get it and pass it out to one of us. He may not do so well knowing  what's gonna happen to him.

The puck dropped and Adam imediately got the puck and passed it out to Larson. I had already started skating down the ice, but there was no way that I was going to get the puck because I had a guy blocking me and if I had the puck passed towards me, it'd be intercepted by that boy who's sticking by my side like sweat on a hot hog.

Larson passed the puck back to Adam, who had deked two players and the defencemen had kicked in and helped us out. I was trying to get free and ready for the pass, but I couldn't. I didn't know why and it bugged me, so I had enough and pushed the kid to the ground. Now that I was free and away from the other boy, I skated up towards the net on my left side and Adam shot, getting it right between the goalie's legs.

Our game kinda went on like that for awhile. We played back and forth, sometimes it was quick and easy while other times we had to fight to get the puck and a goal. In the end, we ended up winning and I was happy. We're going to finals, we just have to wait for the Ducks and Jets game which will happen in two days and then about a week from there, will be the final game from either one of those teams against the Hawks.

Later on after the game, I sat in the locker room with Adam next to me. He was talking and he was too busy worrying about everything that he hadn't bothered to get undressed yet and I was almost done. I was walking home tonight and it didn't bother me too much because it isn't freezing out or anything and when I have late games like this, my dad usually runs off and comes home a little later than intended but he never tells me.

But what kills me is that he has a thing for Charlie's mom. Charlie just so happens to be the boy that plays on my dad's team and is the one I am jealous of. I hate him and I don't even know him. But he has some fling going on with his mother. So tonight he wants me to go over to their place so I can meet this boy and the mother. I don't want to because I don't need anyone on my dad's team to think of me different or anything. I just couldn't imagine how I'd feel.

But it hurts me knowing he just wants me to accept this and be happy for him.I am happy, but who's to say that the adults' kids are gonna get along? And well for that matter? I know I don't like this kid, and if I hate him then it'll go wrong from the day I hear him talk to me again to the day we never see each other again. I am gonna convince my dad to tell Charlie and his mother that I am not his kid and that I am someone else's kid. He can say that he's babysitting me, or I am his brother or sister's kid that he's watching. Anything will work.

"Aren't you upset?" I heard Adam and that snapped me out of my trance. "Kyles? Are you even listening to me?"

I look up at him. He was in front of me freaking out now. I don't think it's healty for an eleven year old to be freaking out this much. "Yeah, I understand but that's life. You're gonna have rough roads along the way, Adam,"

He takes a seat next to me as I had put my shin pads in my bag. I was done getting fully undressed out of my gear while Adam had only taken his helmet and gloves off. His hair was a mess because it was sweaty and he was running his hands through his hair as well. "Adam? I'm sorry, but if we wanna leave, you have to start taking your hockey gear off,"

Meanwhile, we were the only two left in the locker room now since everyone had finished getting undressed and the last four kids just left the room. I wasn't pleased with how he was acting right now, but I did act similar to what's he doing right now when I first found out about what happened.

Soon, the locker room door flew open revealing Adam's dad. I stand up with my bag and pull up and over my shoulder so I can carry it home. "Evening Kylie," He nods towards me. I nod back with a smile, welcoming in here. Where he shouldn't be but is anyways. "Let's go Adam, we have to go. It's getting late,"

"All right, Dad. I'll be out in five minutes," Adam's dad nods and goes to leave, but then stops.

"Did you need a ride home, Kylie?"

I shake my head, "No thank you, Sir. I have plans on getting home, thank you for the offer," I say nicely. His father leaves and Adam stands there staring at me starry eyed. I may only be eleven and he as well, but we know quite a bit and if I am not mistaken, I might think Adam has a small crush on me, if I don't say so myself.

"I love it when you talk so kindly and softly to people," He sighs. But it wasn't like a stressful kinda sigh, it was more of a gushing over kinda sigh. I laughed and psuhed again into a locker.

"Better hurry up before I become a Bad Girl and you loose me forever," I chuckle once again and run out of the locker room with my bag. Adam hurries to get undressed, which ends up with him falling over because i hear the hockey sticks hitting the floor and the bang. I shake my head wondering what else he could get himself into.

I leave the arena into the cold and start walking home. I can't wait for this night! Oh boy, I'm gonna cry if my dad makes me go and says that I am his kid.