Hazel was what they called the best. An image for woman's hockey, the girl that was going to be good. Till she wasn't, now her story revolved around the massive hit she'd been given on the ice and how it practically ended her career. Zach was just trying to coach a mini mite team after his variety high school practices for NHS hours. It wasn't fare that he was being forced to now deal with a girl serving community service hours who knows nothing about hockey. or does she? Something about her doesn't seem right, she knows what she's talking about... but how? #1 in hockey player #1 in hockey boys #1 in sports #1 in juvenile #1 in injury

"So why did you quit gymnastics?" "None of your business." Leah said, her voice dark. "If you won't tell me why you quit, then tell me... why won't you play hockey?" Wes's comment struck a nerve with Leah. Her face softened for just a moment as she looked at the ground. Her fake facade faltering but quickly coming back. "Tell me, Wes. Why did you move?" Leah said returning to her bitch facade. This time Wes's face faltered. ●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●●● Please read the welcome chapter at the very beginning!! It gives any info that would Normally be in the description!! Best ratings: #1 in gymnasium #1 in gym #1 in gymnast #2 in theboynextdoor #2 in hockey player #2 in competition #1 in defense #3 in sports