𝗕𝗔𝗦𝗛 𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥?

11 : look out!

everyone was arguing with everyone. i stood in the back awkwardly. i saw one of the ducks doing the same as i was and i made my way over towards him.

as i was about to introduce myself, coach blew his whistle. "everybody freeze! now we didn't come here to fight, we came here to play hockey. we're team usa and you represent your country! now i want you-"

"to be all that you can be, right? you gotta raise yourself up. " don said as he spoke over coach. we all laughed aloud.

"alright, now let's start off with a scrimmage!" coach yelled. as he was about to blow his whistle, don spoke up once again.

"great scrimmage! you heard your coach-" as don looked over at coach he held his hands up in defense.

"hey you don't need me here. i've got an appointment with ms. mckay, she's the team tutor." he explained as he was about to walk off the ice.

though coach stopped him as he held out his hand for him to give up his whistle. he proceeded to do so and then officially left. now was time for the real action.

we all stepped into position, ken sitting out for the moment. dwayne took center, luis took right wing, and i took left wing.

a few words were muttered between jesse and dwayne, but the next thing i knew, dwayne pushed him down and luis, him, and i were all down by the net.

though luis was full speed and as he shot the puck into the goal, he rammed straight into goldberg, taking the net with him.

"thanks for breaking my fall!" luis said as he took off his helmet. goldberg looked at the boy surprised. "anytime!"

soon banks was coming down towards our end, but was flipped as he was going full speed with the puck.

jesse took the puck from him, shot, but julie luckily saved. "nice one julie!" i yelled out towards her. the blonde gave me a cheeky smile.

banks was coming once again, but he scored this time. i groaned as i rested my head on the boards as i was sat out for now.

though my head shot up as i heard a crashing noise from the other side of the rink. dean had decided to full on body slam one of the ducks, who had to be a foot shorter than him.

fulton was now headed straight for the goal. he winded up his arm before shooting, and the puck went crazy.

bouncing off the goal post, the boards, to the ceiling, and now headed straight for don tibbles.

"look out!" coach called out. the woman ducked immediately, though it was too late for don to make any moves.

we all ran over to the man, needing to make sure he was alright. julie was able to grab a first aid kit which carried bandages, ice pcks, and ammonia salts.

coach grabbed one of the ammonia salts and held it up to his nose while julie rested an ice pack on his head.

"hey, nice shot fulton," i told him as i rested my hand on his shoulder. "though, was your goal tibbles?" he chuckled at my small comment.

"oh, i'll have a cheeseburger with fries, and a chocolate shake please." tibbles said as he slowly woke up. all of us laughed audibly.

"i think he'll be okay, but we'll keep an eye on him," the woman crouching next to him said. "oh i'm sorry, he didn't have a chance to introduce us. i'm michele mckay, their tutor." she said as she held out her hand.

"i'm coach bombay, their coach." we all chuckled quietly at his words. "someone's already in love." dean whispered into my ear. i looked at him funny.

"who said we need a tutor?" adam questioned out of the clear blue. everyone agreed, even myself.

"i don't need no school." dean announced as he stood proudly. i just patted his back and sighed.

"now ms. mckay, we're america's team here. shouldn't we just be concentrated on hockey?" goldberg asked the woman as he rested his arm around her shoulder. "may i suggest, optional attendance."

everyone nodded their heads. "i think that's a fantastic idea." i said proudly. "now that's not a bad idea," she paused asking for his name. "call me goldberg." he responded quickly.

"goldberg, yes school will be optional," everyone cheered at her words and dean and i shared a high five. "however, should you not attend, you will not be eligible to play."

everyone stayed quiet after her few last words. coach just had one of his silly smirks on his face.

we soon made our way back to the lockers to get dressed and finally leave. i needed to call marie and check in with her.

i walked behind everyone else since i was quite exhausted. "is that a tattoo? is it real?" averman asked dean as they walked side by side.

dean gave the shorter boy a disgusted look. "get away from me." averman just nodded his head and walked off.

dean must of heard me laughing behind him.

"now what's so funny, princess?"

(AN : ahh yes i am alive and i decided to update. so so sorry to you all. one of my resolutions is to update once a week on either friday or saturday. anyways, happy new year!)