Notes: Heh bet you will be able to tell what this chapter is about. Well
they needed a new Coach. Short chapter but I've got tests until Tuesday
and a writing project due Thursday.
Their Coach is Who?!
Jesse had gone home to get his camping gear. Bombay hadn't called us back yet.
"What did I hear about a camping trip?" A voice called from the doorway. I knew who it was. I hurried into the hall and hugged my older brother Jeffrey. "Hey squirt." He said putting his stuff down.
I really hate when he calls me that. I'm taller then him. "I thought you were staying in Minneapolis this summer."
"I was going to but mom and dad invited me on this camping trip mostly for supervision I think. Between you, Jesse, Charlie, Chris and her two friends you're bound to drive our parents crazy."
"Yeah Chris and her friends are already here. Jesse and Charlie will be here soon."
"Mom and dad renting three cabins?"
"That's what I heard. Them in one, Chris and her two friends in a second, and then you, Charlie, Jesse and I in the third."
The doorbell rang and I answered it. Standing there was Charlie and Jesse with their camping stuff. "Come in."
"You heard from Bombay?" Jesse asked.
"Why are you waiting from a call from the coach?" Charlie asked.
"Well…" The phone rang. I answered it. "Hello?"
'Adam it's Coach Bombay. I have answers. It's legit. They want to challenge Team USA to a rematch. But that's not all.'
"What do you mean?"
'Their coach is Coach Reily.' I almost dropped the phone.
"Their coach is who?"
'Coach Reily and it isn't just Team Iceland. There's a few Hawks on the team.' This time I really did drop the phone.
My brother picked up the phone and gave me a strange look. "This is Jeffrey." He said. there was a pause and he handed it to Charlie.
"What is it?" Jesse asked as Charlie hung up the phone.
"Team Iceland has challenged us to a game. Their coach is Coach Reily."
"Along with a few other Hawks." I muttered.
Their Coach is Who?!
Jesse had gone home to get his camping gear. Bombay hadn't called us back yet.
"What did I hear about a camping trip?" A voice called from the doorway. I knew who it was. I hurried into the hall and hugged my older brother Jeffrey. "Hey squirt." He said putting his stuff down.
I really hate when he calls me that. I'm taller then him. "I thought you were staying in Minneapolis this summer."
"I was going to but mom and dad invited me on this camping trip mostly for supervision I think. Between you, Jesse, Charlie, Chris and her two friends you're bound to drive our parents crazy."
"Yeah Chris and her friends are already here. Jesse and Charlie will be here soon."
"Mom and dad renting three cabins?"
"That's what I heard. Them in one, Chris and her two friends in a second, and then you, Charlie, Jesse and I in the third."
The doorbell rang and I answered it. Standing there was Charlie and Jesse with their camping stuff. "Come in."
"You heard from Bombay?" Jesse asked.
"Why are you waiting from a call from the coach?" Charlie asked.
"Well…" The phone rang. I answered it. "Hello?"
'Adam it's Coach Bombay. I have answers. It's legit. They want to challenge Team USA to a rematch. But that's not all.'
"What do you mean?"
'Their coach is Coach Reily.' I almost dropped the phone.
"Their coach is who?"
'Coach Reily and it isn't just Team Iceland. There's a few Hawks on the team.' This time I really did drop the phone.
My brother picked up the phone and gave me a strange look. "This is Jeffrey." He said. there was a pause and he handed it to Charlie.
"What is it?" Jesse asked as Charlie hung up the phone.
"Team Iceland has challenged us to a game. Their coach is Coach Reily."
"Along with a few other Hawks." I muttered.
