Puck it Up

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙤-Meeting The Ducks

My POV
I was in my room watching a couple episodes of Full house because it was obviously one of my favorite Comedy shows.

While laughing at the TV I heard the front door close, it had startled me at first but I cut off the TV and went to the front door only to see a tired more like stressed out Bombay.

"You alright?" I ask in a concerned tone.

He sighs and nods signaling me to have a seat on the couch.

"No, you might hate me for this but-" he started to say but I cut him off.

I was now even more confused. "But what?" I asked getting a tiny bit irritated.

He sighs once again. "I have to Coach this team called District 5, and they are around your age. Anddd...also I think you should try playing hockey so that way you can make some new friends while you play." He said while looking at me as my face started to change into a "are you freaking serious?!" Expression.

I stood up from the couch quickly, looking down at him like he was crazy. "Are you insane?!?! I don't know how to even play Hockey!" I yell out shockingly.

I didn't even agree to join a hockey team, I already told him I don't do sports.

"I know I know, but I'll help you learn Hockey and I'll also help you learn how to score and stop the puck." He says calmly.

I folded my arms raising an eyebrow. "And how do you know?" I asked folding my brows.

"Because I played Hockey my whole life even when I was a kid, I was on this team called the hawks." He replied.

"Well, did your team ever win any game?" I asked really curiously wanting to know.

He shook his head. "No, I actually missed the puck and we lost." He said looking down sadly, still feeling guilty about it.

"Ooh..that's bad.." I said giving him this look '😬'.

"Yeah, so anyways do you wanna learn Hockey?" He asked again walking to his closet taking out some Hockey gear.

Should I even give Hockey a try? I mean I heard it's a rough sport. Ugh..fine I'll play Hockey only because Bombay wants me too and only because I wanna try to play!

I look at him and sigh. "Fine, let's play Hockey I guess." I said, smiling taking the hockey stick.

My POV
We spent the whole day and night playing and him teaching me how to shoot and skate.
I was getting pretty interested In hockey even though I didn't like it! But let's see what hockey has to offer.

(*This Morning around 9:00*)

My POV
Since Bombay couldn't drive his car anymore for drunk driving, he had to have a limo driver instead to take him everywhere he needed to go.

I was sitting beside him in the back seat holding my Hockey stick and some helmet he managed to get me from the dollar store.

"The rink has gotta be around here somewhere." The driver says holding up a peice of paper with the address on it.

Bombay started to shake his head and sigh in frustration. "How could they do this to me?! I hate kids, they are barely human." He says not feeling excited or thrilled about the idea of coaching a pee-wee hockey team.

My Jaw dropped. "I- but I'm a kid too you old man!" I said putting a hand on my heart feeling offended.

He chuckled. "Hey! I'm not old, I'm twenty eight little girl." He said sticking out his tounge at me.

I stuck my tounge at him too. "Hmpt."

My POV
After hours of looking for the rink, we finally found the Ice Rink. I looked out the window seeing some kids around my age crowded around each other looking at us inside the car, that's pretty embarrassing if they look, Because it could be dirty inside if they try and get in.