Sorry if my hockey knowledge is off. Where I am, you can't really play it.
How could I have been so stupid?! I could get myself killed doing this.
I had challenged the Ultimate Team Manager to a 1-on-1 hockey match. I thought it being my talent I would be able to beat anyone. Now I was going up against this huge beast of a man. I placed my mouthguard and pulled down my hockey mask.
My skates beat against the ground, forcing me faster toward the goal. I gripped my hockey stick tightly. Nekomaru and I raced toward the hockey puck. I swung my hockey stick, hit the puck, and it went right into the goal. I smiled and fist pumped the air. My happiness was short lived though. I had nineteen more rounds to play against Nekomaru.
We were on the final round. I was so close to winning. Beads of sweat were pouring down my neck and face. My hockey mask seemed to make everything worse. Nekomaru was tired too. He would never admit it, but he was breathing heavily. My hockey matches never usually lasted this long. It's like running two miles when you usually sprint. The first few rounds were quick, but these ones were taking forever.
I propelled myself forward. I just wanted to finish this. Nekomaru was good, I'll give him that. I cannot lose. This is my talent. To be beaten by someone would be humiliating. I went faster and faster, keeping the puck with me. I shot for the goal and made it in. I let out a relieved sigh. I grinned and pulled up my hockey mask.
I high fived Nekomaru.
"Good game!" He laughed.
"Indeed!" I said through my mouthguard.We walked to the locker rooms and changed back into regular clothes.
"Hey, Nekomaru! You wanna stop to get some food on the way back?" You asked.
"Sure, Y/N!" He said in his usual loud voice.
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