"Camille! There's someone on the phone that wants to talk to you!" I jumped slightly. I looked at the clock. It's 6:50, I still have 10 minutes to sleep! Who would call me that early anyways?

"Hello?" I said sleeplily into the phone.

"Hey" Emilie answered with a tired voice, I guess her dad woke her up too.

"What's up?"

"Did you get the e-mail?"

"What e-mail?" I asked purely confused. I heard her chuckle before she answered my question.

"I guess you didn't get it then" I rolled my eyes. "Andrew sent us an e-mail"

"What does it say?" I asked curious and impatient as hell. It better be more improtant than my precious sleep.

"He's moving us with the older goalies so we have an extra hour to sleep in the morning."

"That's cool!" I said

"Yeah but I think it'll be more challenging though" I closed my eyes. Yesterday, I almost died, and you're telling me that it may be even more challenging?

"It will be good for both of us in the tryouts"

"So it's a yes from you?" I sighed and answered

"Yeah"

"Ok cool! If you accept the offer I accept it too"

"Sounds good! When do we start?"

"Today" My heart stopped. This is a pretty short notice, and I hate short noticing.

"Ok fine" I sighed

"Yay! See ya!" We hung up an I went downstairs to eat a bowl of cereals, Mini-Wheats to be more precise. I did the same thing as yesterday. I went upstairs to get dressed, went downstairs to pack my hockey bag, filled my water bottle and left the house. Because we got moved with the older goalies, it's a bit later so Ieft 30 minutes later than I would've had yesterday.

Emilie and I are just sitting at a table on the main floor,looking at the zamboni sweeping the ice. We started to get up to go to the changing rooms but Emilie let a guy go downstairs with his hockey bag.

"God he's hot!" Emilie said as soon as he turned the corner downstairs to make sure he wouldn't hear her.

"I didn't have enough time to actually look at him" I said while walking down the stairs.

We arrived downstairs and he was jogging, from one end of the corridor to the other, probably warming up before going on the ice. He's coming toward us so we need to move to the side to let him pass. He stopped in front of us, not even tired of his "little" jog.

"Hey, I'm Connor" he told us with a smile while shaking our hands.

"I'm Emilie"

"And I'm Camille" I smiled

"Nice to meet you two" he smiled "I'll see you guys on the ice?"

"Yup" Emilie answered

"Alright, see ya then!" he said before continuing his jog. At least this time I had the chance to take a good look at him. He is a foot taller then me. He got dirty blonde hair styled like Ross Lynch's hair. He has green eyes and he looks pretty strong. If he is at this camp, it means he is either 14 or 15 so he is maybe our age!

Emilie and I are the only girls and all the rest are boys. Oh crap.

"Ok goalies! Groups yourselves in groups of 3 and go to whichever station you want." Andrew told us. I went right away beside Emilie. Now would be the perfect time for a 3rd girl goalie to magically appear and join our g-

"BOO!"

"AHH!" Emilie and I screamed at the same time. We turned around to see a goalie laughing his ass off. Oh, wait a second, it's Connor! He was clutching his stomach with his glove hand and was laughing and laughing and laughing...

"Haha, you had us good Connor" Emilie said clearly embarrassed. Connor wiped the tears of laughter that had formed underneath his eyes.

"Mind if I join you little group?" he asked

"Not really" I said.

"Good 'cuz I don't have a partner" he said

"Hey Connor! Are you sure you want to be with the 2 weirdos? Uh, I mean the 2 girls?" Andrew asked

"Yeah! Sure! Why not?" he replied

"Ok! Your problem!" Andrew said while skating away. I rolled my eyes, Andrew is a joker, we all know it. We went to the first station which was the iron cross (goalie skating drill that I hate with burning passion) I went to the circle. "C" cut to the middle. Shuffle to the right, shuffle to the left. T-push to the left, t-push to the right. Recoveries to the right, recoveries to the left. Butter-slides to the left, butter-slides to the right. Skating backwards to the starting point. I was exausted but I was proud of myself, I've always been one of the best for the techniques. Now it's Emilie's turn to go which means I'm "alone" with Connor.

"You have an excellent technique" he told me

"Thanks" I blushed

"How old are you?" he asked while arching his eyebrows (so this face - O.o)

"14 you?"

"15" he smiled. It was now his turn to do the drill but before he left, he slapped my butt with his stick, something the guys do to each other in hockey but the girls don't do that so it made me blush bright red of embarrasment.

I'm at the arena again but it's late at night. I'm at the second tryout scrimmage and I'm still nervous as hell. I skate on the ice and started to do some streches. I looked at the stands to see where the scouts were and saw someone waving at me. I narrowed my eyes to see it was Connor. No way! Now I'm even more nervous (if it's even possible). I waved back and went into the net.

I'm glad it's over for tonight! I went off the ice and Connor pulled me to the side.

"Hey! Great job! A shutout in tryouts! Congrats!"

"Thanks" I smiled "Not to be rude but how did you know I had tryouts tonight?" I asked

"Haha about that..." he said while scratching the back of his neck " Andrew told me and I had tryouts right before you anyways so uh yeah!" I smiled, he seemed pretty nervous.

"Well thanks for coming anyways!" I smiled. Next thing he did really surprised me. He grabbed my shoulders and gave me a big hug. I couldn't help but smile. I then went to the changing room and to my place where I fell asleep instantly.

A/N: Heya guys! Sorry it took me forever to update! I have a lot of homework and a lot of hockey. I'll try to update at least once a week. Thanks for your support guys! And for you girls reading this, is Connor your type of guy? Let me know in the comments!

~theawesomegoalie31~