The Ocean Shores High School hockey team was doing their part and practicing for the season. Twister definitely liked that he could see his crush everyday. Otto, on the other hand, had no clue about Twister. Despite Adam being an excellent play and fairly popular among the team, Otto was skeptical about a homosexual on the team and being in the same locker room as the guys. One day, while walking to school, Otto said to Sam, "Is your knee better because I want you back on the hockey team!"

"No can do, Otto. Physical therapy isn't finished yet." Sam chuckled.

"What's wrong with the team?" Reggie asked.

"Nothing...its just Adam." Otto said.

Adam...hearing his name made Twister's heart flutter.

"What's wrong with him? He's awesome." Reggie defended Adam.

"Well I don't like that he's going to be getting dressed in the same locker room as the guys." Otto said.

"Oh Otto, he's gay. So what. Doesn't mean he's going to be checking all the boys out. Get over yourself." Reggie snapped.

"Maybe I can talk to coach about getting him his own dressing space so he doesn't have to be near us." Otto suggested.

"You sound like a bigot, Otto. No offense." Sam said.

"Seriously, Otto. I can't stand up for your statement. It just sounds juvenile." Reggie said.

"Hey, guys!" A voice called.

The group turned around and saw Adam riding over on his bike. Twister smiled at seeing him.

"Hey, Adam." Otto greeted him somewhat coldly.

"That's a pretty sweet bike." Reggie took notice of his dark blue bike.

"Thanks. It was a Hanukkah present last year. Rode her in the Catskills." Adam turned to Twister. "Hey, Spanish partner."

"Hey. So you ready for a Pereira's test today?" Twister asked.

"Only when you are." Adam replied.

Twister and Adam went ahead of the other three only for Otto to say to Reggie and Sam, "Guys, he seems to flirt with Twister a lot. Make me uneasy."

"Sounds more like you're jealous." Reggie mocked him.

"Shut up, Reggie." Otto snapped.

"Otto, you're the only one who seems obsessed with Adam being gay. Just let it go." Sam stated.

With that being said, the friends walked onto school. Meanwhile, Adam noticed Otto was somewhat cold to him and said, "Dude, what's up with Captain Otto? He seems to have an attitude ever since I came out to him."

"Who knows...Otto is Otto. Hard to read him." Twister chuckled.


After school, the boy's hockey team met up again for practice. Everyone was on a roll until Twister collided into another's player and fell on his knee. Otto called time out and skated over to Twister.

"Dude, are you okay?" Otto asked.

"Yeah. My knee. I think I bruised it." Twister got up.

"Brooklyn, take Twister to the lockeroom to get an ice pack." Lars said to Adam.

"No, Lars. I'm fine." Twister protested.

"Bro, I'm not having your knee swell up so don't argue with me and go get an ice pack." Lars snapped.

Tiwster was slow but he knew what Lars was doing. He gave him a look that said, 'Really, bro.' and followed Adam to the locker room. Adam helped Twister take a seat and said, "Which knee is it?"

"My right knee." Twister said. "Seriously, bro. I'm okay."

Adam poked his knee and Twister screamed.

"I'm pretty sure your brother had a reason to say you need an ice pack. Plus, don't ever argue with the son and nephew of two doctors." Adam chuckled and went to get an ice pack.

He came back over and gave it to Twister to put on his knee.

"Your uncle is a doctor too?" Twister asked.

"Yeah except unlike his brother, he's a doctor for athletes. I use to fall and get hurt all the time and my mom use to take me to him all the time. I was there so often that the nurses all knew me." Adam chuckled. "He's actually the team doctor for the New York Mets. I use to see games for free."

"Lucky." Twister said. "Your life sounds incredible."

"It's whatever." Adam shrugged.

Twister kept the ice pack on his knee until Adam said, "I was in physical therapy countless times."

"Like Sam." Twister chortled. "Well he gets hurt a lot..."

"Except Sam listens to his doctor. I was stubborn. My uncle use to yell at me for not resting my knee and then one day I popped it."

"Ouch." Twister grimaced. "Did you get surgery?"

"Yeah. I was only 10." Adam chuckled.

"I actually injured myself when the gang and I went to New Zealand for the Junior Waikkikamukau games." Twister mentioned.

"How did that go?" Adam asked.

"Confusing. Everything was backwards." Twister chuckled. "It sucked when I got hurt though."

Adam chuckled and then started, "You know, my uncle taught me how to treat my knee if I ever felt spasms or whatever."

"How?" Twister asked.

"Give me your knee." Adam said with a smile.

Twister put his leg up and Adam ran his thumbs along his knee. He pressed down and circled where Twister felt pain. Twister closed his eyes and groaned.

"Ooh, that feels amazing." He moaned.

"Yeah?" Adam chuckled and kept doing what he was doing.

Hearing Twister groan was like music to Adam's ears so he kept doing what he was doing. Twister felt absolutely in heaven at Adam's touch. Everything was going okay until Otto called, "Twist?"

At that moment, Adam stopped massaging Twisters knee and quickly got up. Otto walked in and found them.

"What's going on?" He asked suspicious.

"Nothing. Just hanging out." Adam replied. "Um...I'm going back on the ice. Captain Lars will be pissed if I'm not there. Keep the ice on your knee."

As Adam went back out on the field, Otto looked at Twister somewhat suspiciously and said, "What happened?"

"Dude, he was giving me advice on how to make my knee better. His uncle is a sports doctor." Twister told Otto. "Well...my knee does feel better now so I guess I can go back out there."

Otto sighed and said, "I'd keep my distance because he seems to have those gay tendensies coming out."

Once Otto walked off, Twister sat there in conflict.