DRUG
TEST
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: It's almost time for the first hockey game but some testing has to be done first.
CHAPTER 10
On Wednesday afternoon the hockey team was practicing on the ice at the high school. Connor looked towards the team captain (Clifton).
"Hey, Clifton. Did Principal Henry call your house yesterday?" asked Connor.
"Nope," replied Clifton. "The hockey team has been doing this with the cheerleaders and new hockey members for eight years straight. It's a tradition thing."
"Really?" said Connor, stealing the puck. "When's the first game?"
"It's Friday night after school. But we have to take a physical and drug test today," Clifton said.
It was true. The team did have to take a drug test. The physical had turned out pretty good for Connor. Now the hockey players were waiting outside the doctor's office for their drug test results. She stepped out.
"Good news. Everyone here passed accept for one of you," she said. She pointed at Connor. "Come with me."
"Whoa. Connor's a junkie," they started murmuring. "Drug head."
Connor went into the nurse's office and took a seat. He looked up at her.
"I don't do drugs. I swear," he said.
"These tests are almost never wrong, Connor. But if you want to take it again tomorrow you can. But-"
"But?"
"If you don't pass it then you are off the hockey team."
"I understand," said Connor. "I'll be here tomorrow morning."
"They honestly thought you did drugs?" asked Leslie, as they walked up to the hotel.
"Shush! Yes. But be quiet about it. I don't need my father finding out. I'm not the most trust worthy kid in the world," said Connor.
"Okay. I'll keep my mouth shut. But are you sure that you didn't-"
"No, I didn't! And I would never!" he snapped, as they walked into the hotel.
"Hi," Angel greeted. "How was school."
"It's just swell, Dad," said Connor sarcastically. He went upstairs.
Angel looked at Leslie. "I know nothing. I am nothing and Connor did not fail a physical today," she said. "Oops!" She raced upstairs.
A/N: I know what you're thinking. Leslie has a mouth the size of Fat Albert. Check out what happens next on the next chapter of teenage champions. (I know. I'm going into soap opera mode.) lol
TEST
NOTE: I do not own any of these characters. They belong to the WB and only the WB. But I do own Leslie and anyone you don't recognize.
Summary: It's almost time for the first hockey game but some testing has to be done first.
CHAPTER 10
On Wednesday afternoon the hockey team was practicing on the ice at the high school. Connor looked towards the team captain (Clifton).
"Hey, Clifton. Did Principal Henry call your house yesterday?" asked Connor.
"Nope," replied Clifton. "The hockey team has been doing this with the cheerleaders and new hockey members for eight years straight. It's a tradition thing."
"Really?" said Connor, stealing the puck. "When's the first game?"
"It's Friday night after school. But we have to take a physical and drug test today," Clifton said.
It was true. The team did have to take a drug test. The physical had turned out pretty good for Connor. Now the hockey players were waiting outside the doctor's office for their drug test results. She stepped out.
"Good news. Everyone here passed accept for one of you," she said. She pointed at Connor. "Come with me."
"Whoa. Connor's a junkie," they started murmuring. "Drug head."
Connor went into the nurse's office and took a seat. He looked up at her.
"I don't do drugs. I swear," he said.
"These tests are almost never wrong, Connor. But if you want to take it again tomorrow you can. But-"
"But?"
"If you don't pass it then you are off the hockey team."
"I understand," said Connor. "I'll be here tomorrow morning."
"They honestly thought you did drugs?" asked Leslie, as they walked up to the hotel.
"Shush! Yes. But be quiet about it. I don't need my father finding out. I'm not the most trust worthy kid in the world," said Connor.
"Okay. I'll keep my mouth shut. But are you sure that you didn't-"
"No, I didn't! And I would never!" he snapped, as they walked into the hotel.
"Hi," Angel greeted. "How was school."
"It's just swell, Dad," said Connor sarcastically. He went upstairs.
Angel looked at Leslie. "I know nothing. I am nothing and Connor did not fail a physical today," she said. "Oops!" She raced upstairs.
A/N: I know what you're thinking. Leslie has a mouth the size of Fat Albert. Check out what happens next on the next chapter of teenage champions. (I know. I'm going into soap opera mode.) lol