It started when I was younger, my older brother taught me how to play hockey. It turned out to be one of the most fun games I have ever played. I went to every one of his games cheering him on, and any chance we had we played together on the frozen pond behind our house. I eventually joined a peewee league, my mom thought it was cute said it gave my brother in I something to share, that is until I got into high school. She wanted me to stop and try something more girly, but I just could give up on hockey I loved it too much. I tried to appease my mom by taking up figure skating giving me extra training on the ice but there was no way I could be a twirl girl.
Now I'm a junior at University of Maryland, studying to be a novelist and working my way toward my degree in publishing. Oh and you better believe that I'm still playing hockey. Might I mention that my brother just so happens to be the coach of the hockey team at Maryland. After I had graduated from high school I moved out of my parents house and in with my brother and his girlfriend. My mom had practically forced the decision with her disdain of hockey and zero support.
Well anyway we have a really big game coming up, it was our division championship against our main rivals Duke. This led to spiked nerves in our home, Elizabeth however seemed immuned to the stress.
Chapter One
Well anyway we have a really big game coming up, it was our division championship against our main rivals Duke. This led to spiked nerves in our home, Elizabeth however seemed immuned to the stress.
" Bryant you need to relax, you getting all keyed up is only going to make your sister stressed. Look I know you both want to win and you will, you just need to relax." my brother and Elizabeth were watching a movie or should I say Elizabeth was, Bryant was going over plays and starting line-ups. I was curled up in my green butterfly chair with my laptop writing a paper for my history class.
" I know but this game is really important for me as a coach and even more so for Riley." my brother answered, I looked up confused. It's not like this game was my Senior Championship game, so why was my brother so anxious about this game?
" And why is this game so important?" Elizabeth asked beating me to the punch. Actually the way they were carrying on I think they might've forgotten I was in the same room able to hear everything being said.
" I might have pulled a few strings to get a few team managers and coaches from the NHL to come out and scout at the game. It's a chance of a life time for Riley." Bryant answered slightly impish.
" What?" I couldn't believe he had done this, I already had a lot of stress on my shoulders.
" Look, I know how bad you want to go pro, well the NHL are doing some last minute rosters trades and changes. It was an open opportunity ." my brother stated defending himself. I sighed thinking about it for a moment.
" Alright, whose coming?" I asked hoping it wasn't some crap coach that got by in shadows of his players talent.
" You remember Dean, Dean Evason? We played together a while back." I nodded for him to continue. " Well he's one of the assistant coaches for the Capital. He and the head coach are coming up for the game. Also somewhere along the line Pittsburgh and Philadelphia caught word so their sending their head coach's and GM's to make an appearance.
" Seriously! Bruce Boudreau, he's such an awesome coach. So are you but Bruce Boudreau!" I was speaking a mile a minute, Bryant and Elizabeth were grinning at my excitement. " Wait, there's never been a girl on the Capitals team before."
" We'll worry about that later if need be, for now Dean's keeping quiet about it to give you a fair shot. So don't worry and play your best out there."
" Good job Riley, you deserve this." Elizabeth congratulated me.