Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, Sadly.
"Baker passes the puck to Saunders, Saunders makes his way down the line. He shoots, and GOAL!"
The voice echo's around the Toronto Ice Hound's skating rink. One side of the bleachers went wild, a sea of red and black cheering. The team on the ice lifted number thirteen in the air, the one and only Campbell Saunders, who shot the winning goal.
The stands chanted loudly, "Saunders! Saunders! Saunders!"
Cam laughed as his team set him down, and a girl ran up to him. A small brunette, waves bouncing down her back as she ran onto the ice and into his arms. He smiled, "Brooklyn! Did you see that?"
Brooklyn laughed, her legs locked around his waist, "Of course! All of Canada saw it Cam!" she smiled and leaned forward, her lips inches from his.
"Good morning Alberta! Glad to see all you youngsters up bright and early this crisp day-"
Campbell Saunders rolled over in his bed, his hand snapping the snooze button on his alarm clock, "Always right before the kiss," he grumbled in his early morning voice. He sat up and glanced around his room. Pictures of him and his team, ribbons, trophies, and a poster of Mila Kunis plastered his walls. He stood and groggily made his way down stairs.
"Glad to see you up Campbell Soup!" his little sister ran past him down the hallway, bumping hips with him. She turned to smirk before entering the bathroom and locking the door behind her.
Cam watched the door slam in his face before registering what happened. He sighed and beat on the door, "Carmen you little brat! Open this door!"
Carmen giggled from the other side of the door, turning on the shower, "You can't rush perfection!" she yelled.
"Ugh!" Cam sighed and gave up, making his way down the stairs, the smell of bacon tempting him.
"Good morning Cammy!"
Cam grinned at his younger brother, positioned in front of the television set. "Hey Casper," he picked the young boy up, smiling at him. "Guess who's playing today?"
The four year old grinned, "The Ice Hounds!" he threw his hands up in excitement, smiling at his older brother.
"Of course! And who's going to win?"
"We are!"
Cam chuckled, "That's right," he sat the kid back in front of the screen, leaving him to watch Mickey Mouse in peace. "Ma!" he called as he entered the kitchen, grabbing a few strips of the still sizzling meat, "I'm going to the rink early to practice!"
His mother smiled from the kitchen table, "Just be careful Campbell, I don't want you hurt," she kissed his forehead, "I love you."
"I love you too," he grabbed his Ice Hounds jacket before disappearing outside. Now Cam normally wasn't one to lie to his mom, but when it came to girls.. He didn't want her to know. The real reason he was going to the rink early was Miss Brooklyn Chambers. The girl taught and ice skating class on Saturdays and Cam was always there for the show.
Like now, as he entered the Ice Hounds signature rink. The words of Mulan's I'll Make a Man Out Of You played over the speakers. Cam made his way down the bleachers, surprised to see that only one person was on the ice, not the normal spree of young girls. He watched the girl do twist, turns, and jumps on the ice until the music ended. He applauded her, smiling. "That was really great."
The girl smiled, skating up to the box, "Thanks Saunders," she grinned. "Always a pleasure to see you," she smirked.
Cam looked down into the girls grey eyes, smiling with realization, "Brooklyn, don't you have some kids to teach?"
She grinned, taking her place on the bleachers beside him, "Don't you have some jocks to entertain?" she questioned with a smile.
He laughed, "Point taken."
"Don't you guys have a game tonight?" she unlaced her skates, watching them drop to the bleacher floor.
Cam nodded, "Yeah, in our hometown for once."
"Too bad I don't have tickets," Brooklyn's hands reached up to the twisted bun her hair was in, letting the brown curls drop below her waist.
Cam blames the intoxicating sent of her strawberry shampoo for the words that left his mouth, "Don't worry about it, I can get you in." he smiled slightly.
"Oh really! Thanks Cam!" she smiled, making her dimples show. Her eyes trailed to the door behind Cam, watching as the other Ice Hounds entered. "I guess I'll go now, I'll see you tonight," she stood.
Cam shook his head, grabbing her arm, "No stay, watch us practice," he smiled, "Come on. It'll be fu-un," he said in a sing-song voice. He'd give anything for the girl who had been haunting his dreams to seem him pre-action.
She sighed, sitting back on the bleachers, "Just, tell the jock squad to go easy on me okay? I can't stand them," she shook her head, grabbing a bag of potato chips from the purple bag below her, "Want one," she held the bag out to Cam.
"Alright, be careful up here now," he smiled softly, grabbing a chip from the bag before running out on the ice. "Hey guys!"
"Cam, my man!" Dallas swung his arm around the young boy, "I see your getting along well with the ladies," he gave a smirk up at Brooklyn, who just rolled her eyes at him.
"Nah man, Brooklyn.. She's different," Cam just shrugged, looking up at the girl who was now mouthing along to lyrics from her iPod.
"Whatever you say man," Dallas chuckled, as he and the team made their way into the locker room.
Everyone changed into their uniforms and skates, "Alright guys, we've got a big game tonight, so lets ball!" Dallas smirked, grabbing his stick and making his way out onto the ice.
As the team did was up drills to Wiz Khalifa's Work Hard, Cam found himself glancing up at Brooklyn, who gave him encouraging smiles.
Smack!
Owen's hockey stick swung back and smacked Cam right in the middle of his forehead. The team erupted into laughter as Cam held his forehead, "Yeah, thanks for the words of comfort you guys," he rolled his eyes at the headache now forming.
"You okay Cam?" Brooklyn was now at his side grimacing like the stick had hit her, "It sounded like it hurt."
Luke coughed, "Nowhoresonthecourt," he mumbled between coughs.
The team began laughing harder at Luke. Brooklyn's eyes got big as she processed what he said. She glared and make her way back to the bleachers.
"Guys! Chambers is a really nice girl, stop being dicks," Cam defended the girl. Sometimes he hated his team. They were ignorant to anyone's feelings but they're own. He glanced over his shoulder to see Brooklyn smiling at him.
Cam defends, and he's one step closer to scoring.
A/N: So Degrassi Wikia said Cam was from ''out of town'' said I figured he was still from Canada. So, he's from Alberta. The Ice Hounds still don't go to Degrassi- with the exception of Owen. So yeah.