Why We Met

First Day Back

                                                                                       Y/N's POV

    "Team USA?" We all shouted looking at Coach Bombay and each other, excitedly. I spotted one of my best friends, Charlie, whom was always really close to Coach, but now, he seemed distant like he wasn't excited to play on this team, which was like, the biggest deal ever! We all started talking excitedly about it when Coach raised his voice, "Of course this team was big enough for  pee wees, and we are down a few players, so Mr. Tibbles has found some of the best players around the country to join us." I really didn't know if I was more nervous or excited, but both feelings were rising, and I could tell by the faces around me, everyone, excepted Charlie, was feeling the same way I was,

   Once we were all released from the "huddle" we scrimmaged just to get used to our positions again. After that, Coach finished up practice by telling us to be back at the rink by 9:15 am the next morning to meet the new recruits, we all agreed and headed to the locker room.

 Before he left, I caught up to Adam, who, like all of the boys on the team, has grown like a foot since we were 10, now making him, like wayyy taller than I am. "Hey, yo, Cake-eater, wait up!" Adam spun around and faced me, "Oh, hey Pukey, what's up?" Yeah, he calls me, "Pukey" because after practice I rode home with him and his dad and I puked in his dad's car, his dad got, like, really pissed, it was funny. "Did you get a look at Charlie today?" He nods, "Yeah, he seemed off, right?" I nod as well, "I think so." He sighs, "Well, what are we gonna do about it?" I smile, "You, me, and Charlie, my house, sleepover!" Adam chuckles, "Okay, should I get him or-" I start running back towards the rink, "I'll get him!!!" 

 "Charlie, Adam and I have a great idea, well really it was more my idea, but Adam agrees and thinks it's good." He closes his locker, puts his duffel over his shoulder, and looks at me, "What is it, Pop Tart?" Charlie always, and I mean always, calls me this, except when he's like, so mad at me. He calls me this because him, Averman, and I were hanging out and Averman brought me Pop Tarts and I ate the entire 16 pack in, like, half an hour, that was the same day I puked in Mr. Banks' car so I guess that makes sense.. 

 "We wanna have a sleepover, all 3 of us together at my houseeee!" I was jumping up and down and running around him in circles, "I'll go, but, dude, are you on, like, crack or something, because you are seriously acting like you're high right now?" By now we had already made it back to Adam and all 3 of were laughing. 

 That night we looked back on all of our favorite memories as Ducks. We laughed, drank, like, way too much soda, we watched movies, sad, funny, scary, stayed up way too late, and I cried for no reason for, like, 17 minutes straight. Basically, to sum up the night, we defiantly cheered Charlie up.

Hey! So srry if it's bad or slow, I'm kinda new to this also, yes the ",like," is now trademarked by me lolz. Anyways this may not get any views, but ya never know, but this just the first chapter so yeah, be ready for more

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