the next morning we were all woken up quite early. my hockey bag seemed to be ten times heavier as i trudged my way down the stairs.
"tibbles said there's gonna be a limo here in a few." ken said as he tiredly rubbed his eyes. all of us were quite tired, though suddenly i saw dean wasn't around.
"oh brother, where in the world is dean?" i asked as my hand slapped my forehead. there was a loud crash behind us all and we all turned to see dean jumping around like a kid on crack.
"i may or may not have had three cups of espresso!" he exclaimed. julie covered her ears from the boys loud voice.
"do you ever quiet down?" she asked with annoyance laced in her voice. all he did was laugh at her little comment then walk outside.
we all saw the long black limo show up in front of the entry doors. we all stepped outside to be met with the cool california air.
our hockey bags were thrown in the trunk and off we were to meet our new team.
in minutes, the limo stopped in front of a big white building. we all stumbled our way out the doors and grabbed our bags to go inside.
we immediately walked over to the locker rooms to get dressed. as we passed the rink, there stood a group of kids wearing green jerseys and having conversations amongst each other.
i threw my bag on the floor and began changing. i slipped over my grey colorado jersey, from when i played club hockey a few months ago.
the six of us made our way onto the ice. we all skated in a group and stood a few feet in front of the kids, who must of been the ducks.
immediately, everyone shut up as don tibbles turned his attention towards us. though at least a minute later, he began speaking aloud.
"luis mendoza, he's from the miami club. a real speedster, incredible skater. i clocked him at 1.9 seconds blue line to blue line."
luis skated around the rink, swiftly pivoting and going quite fast. suddenly, there was a loud thud.
we all turned to see luis lying on the ice. the five of us skated over, helping him up. "i almost had it that time." luis said as he took off his helmet. i chuckled at his comment.
"yee-haw! how is everyone? y'all ready to play some puck?" dwayne yelled out as he did his little 'showing off'.
"that's dwayne robertson, from austin. he's the best puck handler i've ever seen." don explained to coach bombay.
"you mean for his age?" coach questioned. "no, i don't." don responded.
"hey, this is easier than roping hogs!" dwayne explained as he did some quite challenging puck handling. i was impressed by the boys actions.
julie was now in the goal. "that's julie 'the cat' gaffney. she won the state championship for maine, three years in a row."
"but we have a goalie, goldberg." coach explained as goldberg skated over to the goal and began hyping himself up.
even before any of the ducks were able to take a shot on him, he did the splits and wasn't able to get up. i chuckled at his actions.
"seems like he needs some practice." dean whispered in my ear, which sent chills down my spine. i could feel my cheeks turn warm. though i just nodded at his comment.
"isn't that kid from the olympics, a figure skater?" coach questioned as ken came out onto the ice.
"yup ken wu, what can i say. i convinced him that hockey had more of a future. we put a stick in his hands and no ones been able to touch him." we all watched in amazement as he spun very fast. even i became dizzy from watching.
i skated up to the center of ice. i took a deep breath. i took a puck near me and began skating down the rink.
"that's bella rose. she was one of the first girls to play on a hockey team in her town. few years ago, her team became second instate championship. plus, for a girl, she's got one hell of an arm."
i weaved through some of the ducks and did a quick turn. i shot the puck into the goal and then i quietly skated back over to the other recruits.
i heard loud music coming from the other side of the rink. i turned my head to see dean blasting his music and making quite an entrance.
he began skating around and started shoving the other players around. i shook my head at what he was doing.
he threw his stick over to julie and when he came by me, he took my hand and quickly spun me around. i nearly fell over but luckily caught myself in time.
the ducks were sick of his actions and that's where everything really began.
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