Life Next To The Swansons
Chapter 21!
I finished the last part on my phone so if it'sgot some typos please forgive me.
I'm Scottish so i know some of the words the Irish use so if i put in any you dont understand just ask me.
It's really short but i promise to make up for it :)
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Jesse's POV
Beca, Chloe and I were sitting in the lobby of the hotel waiting for Martin to come down from his room to take us to the rink, Chloe came along to keep Beca company because Beca decided it is probably not the best idea since she just got her cast removed but she still decided to come to check out my skating skills. The elevator reached ground floor and the noise of the doors sliding open caused the three of us to look up
"Ready Swanson?" asked Martin as he shuffled out the elevator wheeling a rather large bag behind him/
"Why did you bring your equipment bag? We're only skating today" I scoffed pointing at the large bag
"The rink isn't actually open today but Joe's letting us practice, he's already set up the nets" he explained dropping the bag at his feet
"Joe still works there? What is he like 70?" I asked, my jaw dropping from shock, Martin crouched down and started unzipping his bag
"Remember when you quit?..." he trailed off and he pulled out a 'Bauer Vapor x50' Hockey stick "And you gave me your stick?" he added holding the stick out to me, my eyes widened in shock and I took the stick from him and examined it
"This is mine?" I asked still in shock as I did a few stick-handling moves on the ground, Martin nodded
"The same one that one us the championship in 2010" he said as he continued to rummage through his bag
"You also gave me these" he said pulling out a worn pair of 'Bauer Vapor x50' Ice hockey skates
"Holy shit! These were my favourite skates" I said handing the stick to Beca and taking the skates from Martin, I started to remember how much I loved those skates, all the scuffs and scrapes on them and the laces were filthy, they were tied up just the way I like them
"Luckily my feet haven't grown" I laughed as I placed the skates back in the bag as Martin stood up, a pair of new-looking ice skates caught my eye and I pulled one out
"Wow! These are yours?" I asked Martin as I held up a 'Bauer Supreme one60 Limited Edition: Black' ice skate, Martin nodded proudly
"Got them a couple months after you quit, see what you miss out on Swanson?" he joked
"Can we just go? you guys are boring Beca to tears" asked Chloe as Beca fake cried into her hands, Martin and I laughed at Beca and we put all the things back into the bag and zipped it back up
"Okay let's go" I said as Chloe and Beca stood up and Martin picked up the bag
"Do you have the rest of the equipment or?" I asked Martin as I took Beca's hand in mine while we walked out of the hotel
"No just skates, sticks and pucks" He explained in his Irish accent, we walked altogether and chatted most of the way.
Once we had finally arrived at the ice rink, the place was deserted; no one was there as we pushed open the glass double doors we were greeted by an elder man who I recognised
"Joe?!" I asked surprised
"Jesse, son I haven't seen you in ages" Greeted Joe as he patted me on the back "You still play?" he added
"I quit 2 years ago but I'm gonna join again when I go home" I explained
"Well that's great! Right c'mon boy's lace up the nets is ready, girls if you're not skating just go take a seat in the stands" he smiled at us and stepped out of the way so we could go past
"Thanks Joe" said Martin as we all walked past
"Right girls just go through the doors it takes you to the stands, we'll be out in 5 minutes" I explained to Beca and Chloe as I pointed to the doors and they both walked off, Martin and I took a seat and pulled out the skates, I loosened off the laces and pulled the tongue back
"Wow it's still moulded to the shape of my feet" I said as I slipped the skate on my foot, I slipped the other skate on and started to lace up.
"Ready Flynn?" I asked Martin as I stood up and brushed of my jeans
"Ready as ye'll ever be Swanson" he shot back as he grabbed my hand and I helped him stand up, I grabbed my stick and a puck from out of the bag, Martin got his 'Bauer Supreme One60' stick out and grabbed another puck, I followed Martin out of the doors to the cold ice rink, I shivered slightly at the instant cold, I looked up and waved at Chloe and Beca.
Martin threw the puck out onto the ice and ran onto the ice to chase it; I however was hesitant about getting on the ice
"C'mon ye scared Swanson?" teased Martin as he showed off by doing backwards crossovers in circles
"Jesse! Jesse! Jesse!" chanted Chloe and Beca loudly from the empty stands; I turned back to Martin who had stopped in the middle of the rink waiting on me
"Best player of 'The Barden Blazers' scared? I don't think so" I teased as I ran out onto the ice and skated towards Martin and did a hockey stop, spaying ice up to his knees
"Ye've turned into a cocky one Swanson" He joked as I moved the puck in and around his feet with my stick
"Okay, bet you can't get the puck in the net from here?" I said pointing to the net and straightening my back
"Bet's on!" he smirked and got into position with his stick in his hands, as the stick connected with the puck we watched the puck slide with ease along the ice, the sound of the puck connecting with the back of the net echoed the room
"Whoooo!" cheered Chloe and Beca, I turned to Martin, and he raised both his eyebrows and shrugged his shoulders
"Guess it's just the luck o' the Irish eh?" He said laughing and started to try and do some Irish river dancing in Ice skates, He lost his footing and he fell and landing with a thud, I pointed and laughed loudly at him as he scowled and tried to stand back up.
"Guess the Irish ain't so lucky today then eh?" I joked as he dusted all the ice that was on his jeans
"Can you still skate backwards Swanson?" He asked raising an eyebrow
"How could I forget? Everything is coming back to me now" i replied as we both did a crossover to start off and started to skate backwards, as we skated by the puck i transitioned to forwards and took the puck with me, I was skating in front of Martin heading towards the net
"How's your defence Marty?" I asked as I hit the puck side to side while he skated backwards infront of me
"You know im no defender" he defended as he tried to snatch the puck out of my possession
"I can see that" I joked as I took the puck around him and flicked it into the net, i skated around the net and threw my hands in the air
"And Swanson scores the winner for the 2008 championship final! Ahh ahhh" yelled Martin with fake screams
"Memories" I sighed
"Maybe we can relive those memories this year" he said lightly slapping me on the back
"That's if they let us back on the team" i sighed throwing the puck in the air and catching it again
"Of course they will let you and Donald back on the team, they have our 2010 team's jerseys framed on the wall in a line, Swanson #15, Flynn #32, Walsh #8 and so on, you guys are legends of course you guys will get on the team, coach was devestated when you and Donald left" he reassured placing his hand on my shoulder
"You're right" I sighed "penalties" I asked hopefully
"Why not, I'm a shit goalie though" he shrugged
"That makes two of us then" i laughed and skated away with the puck as Martin took his position in goals, i skated up doing a few skills along the way, I hit the puck side to side trying to confuse Martin, it seems to work as I quickly wrap it around him
"That's the Swanson I know!" He cheered excitedly pointing at me
"Swanson, Flynn and Walsh are coming back!" I high fives him
"Actually I never left its really : Swanson and Walsh are going to join Flynn again after abandoning him" he corrected me
"Who cares we're gonna win the championship again" I said shrugging my shoulders.