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"Can you believe they don't have a hockey team?" Kendall groaned. "I mean I know lacrosse is the similar but I like the cold of the ice, the sound my skates make, the firmness of the puck against the ice." He continued to strap on the sheen guards. Logan leaned against one of the lockers, listen to Kendall go on and on.
"You just have to make the best out of it. We play field hockey all the time. And that has nothing to do with an ice rink" Kendall rolled his eyes. Logan was always right. He stood up throwing at the maroon jersey.
"Fine whatever let's just go try out" Logan nodded grabbing his gym bag, and following Kendall towards the door.
The door suddenly open and Logan felt his heart stop for the second time that day. The same curly haired blond from this morning walked into the locker room, his shocking blue eyes falling on Logan and a smile flashing on his face.
"Mitchell? You play lacrosse?" Isaac asked curiously.
"Well more like hockey, but I heard there is no team" Isaac nodded his eyes glancing at Kendall. Logan cleared his throat. "This is my best friend Kendall" Isaac smiled reaching a hand out.
"Nice to meet you Kendall. I'm Isaac." Kendall grabbed his hand shaking it.
"Great meeting you." Kendall said his eyes slowly moving to Logan, and he could tell just how nervous the small boy was getting.
"Well I'll you guys out on the field. See you Logan. Kendall." Isaac said moving past them towards the lockers.
"Hm so who exactly was that" Kendall said, smirking at Logan.
"Isaac Lahey. I met him this morning" Logan stated, starting to walk towards the door again.
"Ooh logie's got a crush" Kendall chanted. Logan walked out of the locker room, leaving Kendall behind. He was right, he barely knew the kid at all. All he knew was his name and that apparently he's on the lacrosse team. Logan smiled slightly. If Isaac is on the team then he'd be seeing him often.
"McCall! Get over here!" Coach yelled. The boy moved towards the group on the field. "Alright we have four new members. So let's show them the ropes!" Kendall scoffed, lacrosse was just hockey but for chumps. "Alright let's practice scoring a goal, something we seem to lack lately!"
The team separated, getting in a line on the field. Coach looked around, spotting Kendall. "Tall blondie!" he called out, Kendall walking over to him. "You look like a good defense, that's what you're playing today" Kendall nodded, stopping a few yards from the goal."ALRIGHT LET'S START" Coach yells, blowing his whistle. Kendall gripped onto the lacrosse stick, as the first boy scooped the ball up running up, Kendall ran forwards, pushing his shoulder out ready to tackle him, but before he knew it he was on the floor. A sharp pain coursing through his right arm before the feeling of numbness took over. His vision blurred slightly, only watching people huddle around him,
"Kendall!" he heard what sounded like Logan, yell. He blinked rapidly, trying to focus his vision, but it just continued to blur, until all he saw was black.
Carlos, Logan, James, Stiles, Mrs. Knight and Katie sat in the waiting room. Logan paced back and forth; as James sat next to Mrs. Knight trying to explain exactly what happened on the field, Logan occasionally chiming in, as his mind tried to find a logical explanation as to how this so-called Scott had pushed Kendall back with so much force. Carlos played with the straps of his helmet, bouncing his leg rapidly.
"He's going to be ok" Stiles whispered, his eyes watching Carlos's leg.
"I know. Just hospitals make me nervous" Carlos replied. Stiles nodded. He knew the feeling all too well.
"Just try not to think about it man." Carlos chuckled, rolling his eyes.
"Like what?" Stiles sighed, his mind only finding one topic.
"How about what happened in the locker room?" Carlos placed his helmet back on his head, shifting in his seat to face Stiles.
"Oh Stilinski, what are you talking about?"
"Oh you know what I'm talking about" Carlos shook his head.
"No tell me, what happened"
"You know, the… oh stop playing dumb" Stiles huffed, crossing his arms.
"Go ahead say it" Carlos replied, crossing his arms also. Stiles groaned, rubbing his forehead.
"I'm talking about the…..kiss" Carlos chuckled; watching as Stiles blushed, turning a bright red.
"Oh that, what about it" Stiles pursed his lips, watching just how nonchalant Carlos was.
"How about why you did it? And about how I had no idea you were gay, I mean I have nothing agai-"
"Whoa, I never said I was gay. You were all bitter and you wanted your first kiss so I helped you like a good friend would do" Stiles blinked, groaning even louder this time.
"What if I didn't want you to kiss me? Ever thought of that?"
"Then you would have pushed me away instead of kissing back." Carlos got up, stretching his arms out. "I'm going to the cafeteria; you can come if you want. I promise I won't kiss you" Stiles blushed, rolling his eyes.
"Fine, I'll go." Carlos smiled.
"Alright let's go Snails!" Stiles got up, shaking his head.
"How is it you can pronounce my last name perfectly, but you continue to butcher my first name" Carlos grinned slyly.
"Oh I know how to say Stiles I just choose not to"
Kendall slowly opened his eyes, a stinging pain filling his head. He groaned, wanting to move his aching arm, but he couldn't move it. His eyes shot open, as he looked around. He looked down at the arm sling on his arm. He tried to sit up, his muscles feeling extremely sore.
"Kendall?" he heard a voice call out from the corner of the room, a young boy getting up off his chair. Kendall watched the boy move towards the bed, the beacon hills uniform still on his body.
"Who are you?" the boy smiled, extending his arm out.
"Danny. I'm the goalie. I saw how hard you fell." Kendall took his hand shaking it, as he thought back to earlier.
"Yeah, what the hell happened?" Danny sighed, taking a seat on the chair next to the bed.
"Scott happened. He tackled you, while you tried to block him. He sent you flying. Doctor said you have a fractured shoulder, and a minor concussion." Kendall scoffed, his face showing pure confusion.
"All that from a tackle?!" Danny nodded, running a hand through his hair.
"It's McCall. You have no idea how many times I've hit the ground and ended up in the hospital because of him. He is really….really strong." Kendall looked up at the ceiling, shaking his head. Great. Now he won't be able to play anything for a while. "Don't worry Kendall. The doctor gave you a cortisone shot. It should heal quickly." Kendall looked at Danny, smiling at him. It's as if the kid could read his mind.
"Do my friends and family know?" Danny snapped his fingers, standing up quickly.
"Yeah! They're in the waiting room; I'll go get them… Um, I guess now that I know you're ok, I'll go. See you around." Kendall smiled.
"Thanks man, I'll look forward to it." Kendall saw the boy blush slightly, before exiting the room.
