Have you ever been hit in the head with a hockey puck before? I have, and trust me when I say this, it hurts! I mean, here I am, minding my own business, when all of a sudden a hockey puck comes out of the air and falls on my head, and not very lughtly.
But it might be because I'm right by the hockey arena. I wouldn't know. "Hey, are you trying to kill innocent bystanders or is this just your latest accomplishment?" I yelled.
Let me introduce myself, the name's Hallie O'Rion. I moved to Minnesota after the fire at my last boarding school. I'm going to live with my uncle for the rest of my sophmore year, and then go back home. Home is in Spokane, Washington. I hate it there. I have to live in my Dad's mansion.
"Hallie!" my uncle yelled. "It is *so* great to see you again. Haven't seen you since Christmas the year bfore last." Uncle Ted is pretty cool. He coaches a hockey team at a prep school in Minnesota, Edan Hall. He coaches JV. Normally, I'm a little shy, especially when it comes to meeting new people.
"I'd like you to meet the Ducks. But first things first, what's this about you getting kicked out of Jefferson Washington Lincoln Academy?" "Oh, some idiot started a fire in my dorm room, and they thought I did it, so I got kicked out. And it's only April 2nd! Who is everybody?"
"Yo, guys, get over here,, there's someone I'd like you to meet." He blew his whistle, and everybody on the ice stopped whatever the hell they were doing. "Hey coach. What's up?" one boy asked. "I'd like you to meet my neice, Hallie Rebekah." "Please, just call me Hallie." I interupted.
"Hallie, that's Charlie Conway, Julie Gaffni, Dwayne Robertson, Adam Banks, Russ Tyler, Fulton Reed, Dean Portman, Guy Germaine, Luis Mendoza, Ken Wu, Greg Goldberg, Les Averman, and Connie Moreau." "Try saying that 10 times fast." Fulton said.
"Oh, hey. Did you guys lose something?" I dug into my bag and pulled out the hockey puck. "I don't kknow how you people play it, but I'm pretty sure you need a puck." "Oh, hey thanks. Where'd you find it?" Guy asked. "It kind of came out of the air and hit me on the head." I smiled. "Oops. Sorry." Fulton looked down at his feet.
"It's ok, that's not the first time I've been hit with a puck. Actually, if I had a nickel for every time I'd been hit with one, I'd have enough money to buy my own school." "Yeah, but why would you want to?" Dean asked. "Ok, chit chat time is over people, hit the showers." Uncle Ted yelled. "First dibs on the locker room." Guy yelled. All the guys ran towards it.
"I really love your boyfriend, Connie." Julie said. "Yes well, so do I so you can't have him." Connie answered. "My mom says all men have two faults, everything they say and everything they do." I said. Both girls burst out laughing. "My aunt says the same thing. But only because she lives with 7 guys. Her husband, and their 6 sons." Julie said.
"You know, the whole team's first names put together, is just a bit longer than my full name." I said thoughtfully. "No kidding?" Connie asked. "Nope, my name is Hallie Rebekah Renee Andrea Elizabeth Michelle Lincoln-Bishop-O'Rion. Now try saying *that* 10 times fast. I can barely say say it once!"