Notes: LacklusterUpdater pointed out that Adam wasn't on either list. Well
there's a reason. I made the teams 14 each. I believe teams have 15
members. The coaches are waiting to see if he'll be back in time and where
to put him. And you may get a better answer in this part. I know cliches
shouldn't be in fics. Please forgive me! I promise never to mix metaphors
on purpose!
Roster Complaints II: A Truce?
Jesse's ankle was still bothering him but he was still going to play. He noticed Adam wasn't there yet, and the coaches didn't seem bothered about it this time.
Coach Wilson started talking. "Next week the Varsity team will practice at eight and the Junior Varsity team will practice at twelve."
"So does that mean Banks will be assistant coaching JV?" Charlie asked.
The coaches exchanged looks. Jesse didn't like that. "Banks will not be assistant coaching next week. He said he wants to concentrate on Physical Therapy." Coach Orion said.
"For now we'll hold practice like we have this week." Wilson said.
Jesse skated his laps and his ankle became sore. He realized the coaches noticed it when Wilson yelled "Jesse come over here." Jesse skated over. "Your ankle still bothering you?" Jesse reluctantly nodded. "Rest it so it will be better Monday."
As Jesse exited the ice, he saw Mikah smirking at him. He took a seat on the bench and watched the practice progress. Mikah kept looking over at him. The practice went as usual and they went back to the locker room.
After Jesse changed he went up to Mikah and shoved him against the wall. "What's your problem?"
"I don't have a problem." He said.
"You cut up my jersey yesterday and today you kept glaring at me."
"First I did not cut up your jersey! Second I don't like you but that doesn't mean I cut up your jersey. I know who did. And it's not any of the people in this locker room. My brother, Rick, did it."
"Your brother? Come on your brother graduated a few weeks ago." Fulton said from not too far away.
"Cole was here why wouldn't you think Rick was?" Mikah asked. "He told me after he got home what he did. I told him about what I had said to you the day before. That's why he put I told you to watch your back on the shredded jersey."
Jesse was still skeptical but the others seemed to accept his answer.
"Come on Hall we are on the same team now. We've got to at least get along. Let's put aside these petty differences." Mikah said sticking out his hand.
Jesse knew everyone in the locker room wanted him to shake his hand. Even though he didn't trust him, he shook it. There was a saying. Keep your friends close and your enemy's closer.
***
"You're doing fine Adam." Wallace said at the rehab center. The rehab was finished for the day. "I think you made a good decision by choosing to focus on PT."
"I just want to get back sooner."
"I'll see you Tuesday since rehab has been changed because Monday's your birthday. Consider it a present." Wallace said.
"Thanks." Adam said. "I'll see you Tuesday then." He said and walked out of the room. He found his father waiting in the waiting room reading the Wall Street Journal.
"How'd it go?" Phil Banks asked.
"Fine. Schedule changed next week. It's Tuesday instead of Monday."
They drove in silence for a few minutes. "Monday's your birthday. Anything you want to do?" Phil asked.
"My friends want to do something Sunday since they have practice Monday."
"Well then we'll have the family dinner Monday then."
When they got to the house he went out to the lake. He knew that stopping coaching was a good idea. He could put more time into rehabbing his wrist. The only downfall was, he'd hardly see his friends.
Roster Complaints II: A Truce?
Jesse's ankle was still bothering him but he was still going to play. He noticed Adam wasn't there yet, and the coaches didn't seem bothered about it this time.
Coach Wilson started talking. "Next week the Varsity team will practice at eight and the Junior Varsity team will practice at twelve."
"So does that mean Banks will be assistant coaching JV?" Charlie asked.
The coaches exchanged looks. Jesse didn't like that. "Banks will not be assistant coaching next week. He said he wants to concentrate on Physical Therapy." Coach Orion said.
"For now we'll hold practice like we have this week." Wilson said.
Jesse skated his laps and his ankle became sore. He realized the coaches noticed it when Wilson yelled "Jesse come over here." Jesse skated over. "Your ankle still bothering you?" Jesse reluctantly nodded. "Rest it so it will be better Monday."
As Jesse exited the ice, he saw Mikah smirking at him. He took a seat on the bench and watched the practice progress. Mikah kept looking over at him. The practice went as usual and they went back to the locker room.
After Jesse changed he went up to Mikah and shoved him against the wall. "What's your problem?"
"I don't have a problem." He said.
"You cut up my jersey yesterday and today you kept glaring at me."
"First I did not cut up your jersey! Second I don't like you but that doesn't mean I cut up your jersey. I know who did. And it's not any of the people in this locker room. My brother, Rick, did it."
"Your brother? Come on your brother graduated a few weeks ago." Fulton said from not too far away.
"Cole was here why wouldn't you think Rick was?" Mikah asked. "He told me after he got home what he did. I told him about what I had said to you the day before. That's why he put I told you to watch your back on the shredded jersey."
Jesse was still skeptical but the others seemed to accept his answer.
"Come on Hall we are on the same team now. We've got to at least get along. Let's put aside these petty differences." Mikah said sticking out his hand.
Jesse knew everyone in the locker room wanted him to shake his hand. Even though he didn't trust him, he shook it. There was a saying. Keep your friends close and your enemy's closer.
***
"You're doing fine Adam." Wallace said at the rehab center. The rehab was finished for the day. "I think you made a good decision by choosing to focus on PT."
"I just want to get back sooner."
"I'll see you Tuesday since rehab has been changed because Monday's your birthday. Consider it a present." Wallace said.
"Thanks." Adam said. "I'll see you Tuesday then." He said and walked out of the room. He found his father waiting in the waiting room reading the Wall Street Journal.
"How'd it go?" Phil Banks asked.
"Fine. Schedule changed next week. It's Tuesday instead of Monday."
They drove in silence for a few minutes. "Monday's your birthday. Anything you want to do?" Phil asked.
"My friends want to do something Sunday since they have practice Monday."
"Well then we'll have the family dinner Monday then."
When they got to the house he went out to the lake. He knew that stopping coaching was a good idea. He could put more time into rehabbing his wrist. The only downfall was, he'd hardly see his friends.