Smitten [2] || g. germaine

11 {exhaustion}

Willow's POV:
"12 to 1. 12. to. 1. do you know what word comes to mind when you think of that?" i just rolled my eyes and slouched in my seat. "pathetic! you guys were brought here to play hockey."

"you're not the one who's been getting knocked on their ass. we are. and for god sake adams wrist could've been broken."

coach looked as if he was taken back by my sudden burst of anger. to be honest so was i. "langue young lady."

"she's right. what about you?" jesse said making all of us turn our heads to him.

"what about me jesse?"

julie spoke up this time, "coach stanson knew everything about us. they were ready for us."

"and you spend your time riding around in convertibles talking to all those sponsor fools."

"and hanging with the iceland chick." everyone turned to fulton instantly. "we saw you two saturday night."

"eating ice cream with the enemy huh coach?" dean pitched in.

i looked to coach and he looked like a dear in headlights. i scoffed "that's real rich." i sat up and started taking my gear off just wanting to get out of there.

coach suddenly spoke "hey. what i do is none of your business. is that clear?" i scoffed again. "don't take those pads off. everyone stay in your gear. we have practice."

i had all my bottoms on but only my elbow pads on for my chest area. i was done with this and took off my elbow pads and threw them in my bag. coach turned to me. i just stood there.

"put your gear back on." i still just stood there with my arms crossed. guy looked at me as if telling me not to test coach. "now. or you're off the team."

"what? you can't do that." i threw my hands to my side. he gave me a testing look. after a couple seconds i grabbed my pads.

coach blew his whistle making us skate to the goal line then back to the blue. then back again. he blew his whistle again to gather us around.

charlie skated up to him "this isn't very much fun coach." i basically collapsed on the ice with the rest of the team.

"who said it was supposed to be fun?" i groaned.

"you did. when you coached the ducks."

"i don't see any ducks here charlie. all i see is team usa 1 loss away from elimination." he turned away from charlie and to the rest of us. "20 more sprints."

~next day~

it was 8am and i was trying so hard to stay awake in miss. mckay's class but i couldn't. i kept falling asleep and waking up every few seconds.

"why are you all so tired? didn't you sleep at all?" miss. mckay asked.

"nope coach decided to keep us all and at the ice rink after the game practicing. for an hour and a half" i said before leaning on the desk.

"practice?" she paused then looked at her wrist watch. "well class is ending early then. why don't you guys just got get some rest for the rest of the day." she said cleaning up the room.

"we can't we have practice soon anyway." julie answered barely able to keep her eyes open too.

"oh don't worry about that it's canceled i'll talk to coach bombay." she opened the door letting us out.

we all got up with whatever energy we still had left and walked out the door.

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hello sorry it's been a couple days but now that d2 is on disney plus i will most likely be posting more😁