The Coaches Daughter

The Coaches Daughter

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Nicole Thompson, a fifteen year old girl that loved her life in the city. She loved hockey since she could even understand what hockey meant and was such a good skater. With her mom gone and a bad past of bullying she liked knowing that she had friends that cared. When she moved because her dad got offered a new job she was annoyed and terrified. A million thoughts running through her head. What if I don't make friends? What if no one likes me? What if everyone thinks i'm a pick me? but she had one question that was the biggest of all. Why would you do this to me right now universe? Jack Jones, The captain of the millberry high hockey team. When there coach quits and they get a new one he didn't know that it was also gonna come also with a new friend. All he thought when he found out that the coach had a daughter was 'oh she's probably gonna be a pick me' but lord was she far from it. She knew things that not many girls know, granted her father is a coach but she's exceeding his expectations and she kinda cute... When Nicole and her dad moved from New York to Oklahoma so her father could start coaching the Hockey team of Millberry High nicole was expecting to hate it and not make any friends. To her surprise, on the first day of school, she met her soon to be best friend Isabella. They went to watch Hockey practice so that Isabella could watch her boyfriend play. One boy caught nicole's eye though. They started talking and became really good friends. What's gonna happen if the Star player and the coaches daughter date. Is it gonna leave them breathless and with a nasty scar...
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He walks up to me, the girl standing behind him. "Hello Jordan," Gillespie says. He points to the girl. "This little lady here is a new student. I'm gonna have her work with you today, show her the ropes. Behave yourselves." Before I get a chance to protest, Gillespie walks off to check on other people's progress. The girl just stands there, looking at me quizzically. "Um," I say. "Do you have a name?" "Yes," she says, and I'm struck by her accent. I think it's French. "My name is Nicole, Nicole Lavoie." "Interesting. Say, is that a French accent I hear? Are you from Quebec or something?" "Yes, I am, she says. "Montreal, to be exact." "Really? I've always wanted to go there!" "That's awesome. Uh, your name is Jordan, right?" "Yes, yes it is." *** Jordan Devlin is a hockey player, and a good one at that. Although hockey has always been his passion, there is one thing that he hasn't been able to figure out: love. When he suddenly meets a girl he finds incredibly attractive, he is unsure of what to do. What will Jordan do about this girl, now that he finds his life turned upside down? *** "Tell me a bit about yourself. You're the first person here that I've talked to since coming here." "Alright," I say, unsure of what to say next. "I spend a lot of my time playing hockey. That's where I strive to be professionally." "You're a hockey player, huh? Nicole asks excitedly. "What position?" "Centre." "Cool. You do much of anything else?" I shrug. "No. Just a hockey player." "Are you any good?" "How does fifty goals in twenty games sound to you?" Her eyes widen. "That's near impossible, isn't it?" "Apparently not." "That's impressive. Now, let's get to work. The teacher is staring at us." I nod, and we get to work. The whole time, I cannot help but smile stupidly, because Nicole took such an interest in me, and who I am. She seems so full of life, and not one to let it bring her down. I'm beginning to like her already.

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