The mighty ducks

Ch. 2

"Let's go C!" Connie yelled at me to get ready faster. Today was our first game, and I was nervous.
"Connie I look stupid!" I complained.
"I don't care! now let me do your hair!" She insisted on straightening my hair before all our games so she could put it up into a high ponytail.

"Thanks Con." I thanked her and she smiled and nodded.
"Now grab your crap and let's go!" She said and we grabbed our hockey stuff and threw on our rollerblades.
We raced to the hawks' hockey rink were we are playing.
When we got there we took off our rollerblades and sprinted to our locker room.
I almost ran into a boy while running.
"Sorry!" I yelled without looking back.
I didn't hear a reply so I kept running.
I barely beat Connie but when I threw my bag into the locker room to lighten my load, I completely fell over it once I got in the locker room.
"Woah!" I screamed falling.
Connie then ran in and started laughing at me with everyone else.
"Wow thanks for the help up guys!" I yelled getting myself up and changing into my hockey gear in the corner so the guys wouldn't see me in my sports bra.
When we all finished we walked/crawled to the bench.
I just skated over easily.
2 guys from the other team came over to us.
"Hi Girls!" One said like it was an insult.
"You do realize that saying girls like it's an insult is stupid because there are 2 girls on the team." I said and my team laughed.
"Girls? I don't see any girls." The taller one said.
"You won't see anything in a minute if you keep talking." I replied and my team laughed harder.
Charlie put his arm on my shoulder.
"Yeah, come on." They provoked me again and Charlie and Guy had to hold me back, I was about to break free when coach put his hand on my shoulder, giving me the look to stop.
I huffed and sat down.
"Win, win, win, win, win, win, win, win, win, win, win, yeah!" The hawks chanted.
"Alright team, gather around. Win, win, win, win, win, win..." Bombay tried to start chanting.
"Win Win Win?" Averman said sarcastically.
The hawks started hitting their goalies pads so Bombay told us to do the same.
I took off my "helmet" and stood next to the bench on the ice leaning on my stick.
"Hey Chrissy, get out there." Bombay tried to coax me to hit Goldberg's pads.
"Are you an idiot? If I go out there and hit his pads he'll fall and start yelling at me." I explained and just as I finished, the exact same thing I just explained happened to Charlie.
Who Goldberg was now yelling at.
When we all came back to the bench where Bombay gave us our positions.
Terry, Jesse and Guy were offense while me and Karp were defense.
Like practice yesterday everyone fell trying to get the puck.
The hawks, aka McGill, Larson and Banks. The assholes. We're getting by everyone.
McGill had the puck and I was skating backwards defending him.
Banks and Larson on his sides.
McGill shot the puck and I dropped to my knees.
It hit me in the middle of the chest, which hurt a lot because of my lack of padding, but I didn't show it, instead I popped up with ease and checked McGill away from me and skating after the puck.
I got it and skated down the ice as fast as I could. Then stopping right in front of the goalie spraying him with ice.
Then I shot it and made it!
Everyone on the team stumbled over to me and gave me a hug. While we went back to face off, the same way we came on.
This time Larson came straight after me and flipped me on my back.
I looked over from the ground to coach Riley to see him smirking and smiling over at me.
I rolled my eyes and got up.
Skating after Banks and McGill, but I was too late. Banks already shot it. He comes skating towards me and he spins around me once and goes back to his side backwards smirking at me, then winking.
I rolled my eyes and skated backwards to my place.
That half pretty much went like that, I didn't score again because the Hawks were keeping it away from me or 2-3 of them went after me checking me or something so I couldn't catch them. Banks kept scoring, and when he didn't, McGill or Larson did. All of them smirking at me sand skating backwards. I must've taken about 30 hits in just the first half alone, but coach wouldn't take me out.
When the first period ended and I finally got a break, coach started yelling at us. Because we weren't "getting those loose pucks, getting those rebounds." I thought mocking him.
I heard coach Riley talking to McGill, Larson and Banks. So I listened in.
"I want you to take that girl out! She's their hotshot, they won't be able to touch the puck again if she can't play. Remember, it's not worth winning if you can't win big!" He chanted and they nodded, smirking.
I pretended I was still listening to Bombay when I was listening to McGill talk about how they were ganna take me out.
"Alright, I'll come on her left, Larson You on her right, and Adam you come down the middle, well slam her into the boards as hard as we can." McGill explained.
"Just get the hell out there!" Coach yelled and he pulled me aside.
"Listen Chrissy, we really need another goal so if you could act like my hotshot player and get a damn goal! That would be great!" He yelled at me.
"Well your hotshot is about to get killed so, nice knowing yah." I mumbled but loud enough for him to hear me, He was about to yell at me when I stuck out my tongue and skated backwards making all the hawks and Charlie and Connie laugh. Everyone else on my team thought I was stupid.
I took my position at right offensive wing and the ref dropped the puck. Jesse obviously lost it but McGill passed it back to King who I started to go after, till I saw McGill on my right and Larson on my left, and Banks come in front of me, in between them.
I had no way to get out.
They pretty much cornered me, and I was now skating backwards towards my own goal.
"C!" Connie yelled from the bench.
I looked behind me and saw the boards coming closer.
I turned back around to see Banks about 2ft in front of me and McGill and Larson about 3ft to the side of me.
I shot Connie an 'I'm sorry' look and looked straight at Banks. Then I felt a shooting pain down my entire body and darkness consumed me.
After what felt like hours I gasped.
My eyes shot open and I stood up as fast as I could.
I was a little wobbly at first but I caught my balance.
Everyone in the stadium was on their feet, not talking.
McGill, and Larson were standing smugly close to the net while Banks stood a little to the right of them.
Bombay called a timeout and walked over to me with the rest of the team while the hawks went over to Riley.
"Chrissy what the hell was that?!" Bombay yelled at me.
"How the hell do you think I could have gotten out of that! If you didn't notice I was fucking surrounded by them! Oh wait you didn't notice because you were too busy yelling at me about your stupid hotshot player!" I yelled at him then started skating around the ice, ignoring the stares from the crowd and the hawks.
"I told you to take her out! Does she look like she's hurt? No. Not take her out, do whatever it takes." I heard Riley tell Banks, McGill and Larson who all nodded.
I skated back over to Bombay who still stood with the team.
"Chrissy I was ganna ask you how you aren't dead, in a coma or even passed out." Bombay said.
"Well guess what I'm fine, in fact I'm more than fine. I'm better than ever not can we get on with this game? I'm getting bored." I said and he nodded looking over to the ref, nodding.
"Alright let's play." The red said and I took my position at right wing.
We lost the puck again and McGill, Larson and Banks were surrounding me again.
"Give it your best shot. But don't hurt yourself while doing it." I said smirking.
I was now skating backwards like before and was bracing myself to be slammed again.
Finally the moment came and this time there was the same shooting pain in my entire body but I didn't fall down.
"I told you, give it your best shot. Not go half ass on me." I smirked at them taking the puck from King and skating down the ice to their goal.
Shooting it in.
I got hugged by my team again and passed Banks like he passed me the first time.
I winked at him went to the bench because it was the end of the 2nd period.
"Chrissy are you sure your alright? You took some huge hits out there." Peter said and I gave him a "Seriously"  look.
"I didn't think your cared enough to take notice." I replied. He just rolled his eyes and walked away.
The 3rd period consisted of the hawks trying to take me out, the hawks scoring goals and me scoring 2 goals.
When we got back to the locker room coach was taking about how bad we were. Like usual I tuned him out.
"Hey Connie I'm just ganna meet you at home!" I yelled to her interrupting Bombay.
"Hey I was talking!" Bombay shot at me.
"That's great, so am I!" I replied putting skates in my bag.
He ignored me and finished what he was saying.
Everyone left the locker room. Leaving me alone.
I hadn't taken off my pads yet so I went to the mirror where the sink and bathroom were and took off my pads.
I winced at the bruises that were already forming on my stomach and back, then looked at my ribs, lightly touching them. I winced again.
I hadn't heard the locker room door open.
Someone was coming towards me.
I couldn't let them know I was in pain so I put on my best poker face and turned in my sports bra and spandex.
I turned around and was met by Banks.
"Those look like they hurt." He said pointing towards my now formed bruises.
"Nope not really. Now can you please get out. I'm kinda almost naked here." I said smiling innocently. Walking past him toward my clothes.
I quickly put on my leggings sweater and jacket, then pulled my hair into a ponytail and slipped on my roller blades.
I hightailed it out of the rink with Banks, McGill and Larson all following me.
"Would you Pervs leave me alone!" I yelled at them and finally ran inside my house.
"Hey Chrissy! How was the game? Connie never told me." My "Aunt" Christy told me.
"We lost, 3-17" I said running up to Connie and I's room.
I ran in and Connie was sitting on her bed reading a magazine.
"Hey Con!" I greeted her.
"Hey C!" She replied and I hopped on her bed.
We heard something on our window.
We jumped out of our beds and ran to it opening it.
It was the team.
"Hey guys, wanna go to hangout?" Averman asked us.
"Sure!" We replied in unison.
"But we have to change!" Connie called for both of us.
"Ok Cool! We'll meet you in the alley, I'm an hour?" Guy asked, and we nodded.
Connie picked out our outfits while I took a shower.
(Outfit below)