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HOORAY! I hit 200 reviews! Thank you to all the people who have been reading and reviewing my little story.
To my reviewers:
SASSY 4 EVA- Aren't Adam and Julie the best, I've had a lot of fun writing all the little barbs to each other. I'm glad that people like it.
BLOODYRAINE- Ok, no more begging. Here it is! :}
RACHEL- You'll hold Julie down for him? Uh oh Rachel's going back to her violent tendencies. I had originally planned on writing the outing with the guys but I had writers block and I just couldn't get it the way I wanted it so I decided to skip it. Your story is the next thing on my to-do list I promise. The guilt is killing me. I'll have it all done by tonight, hopefully.
MWEB- I really try to write things that aren't out there already and are different. It means a lot when someone recognizes that, Thanks.
NEBULA2- Thanks, He is slowly winning them over, huh, More to come too.
STARR2- You like the hat? I'm glad, I had fun with it.
BANKSIESBABE99- I love your reviews. Have I told you that lately. :}
ANGELKAT44- I'm glad that you totally like it. Here's some more. :}
PRECIOUS BABY BLUE- Hey, thanks! It's good to hear from someone new.
HOLYCOW55- LOL, Here's the new chapter! I'm glad you like the story so much.
CHAPTER 21
ADAMS POV
As I was walking out of my last period class, I was trying to convince myself not to be nervous. I had hockey tryouts in a few minutes. I knew I was good enough to make the team, but being alone with an entire room full of people that hate me was kind of taking away from my confidence.
I finally got to my car to get my gear, since I didn't have a locker, and started the trek down to the hockey rink. When I got to the door, I stood outside just staring at it for a minute. Ok Adam, deep breaths, look confident, and stroll on in there like you own the place.
I took one last deep breath, opened the door and walked in looking a lot more confident than I actually felt. When I got in the locker room it looked like any other locker room I had ever been in. All the players going nuts before a practice, the lockers, the smell, it was all familiar. What wasn't familiar was the cold hard stares I was getting from most of the players when they noticed I was there.
"Howdy Adam, what's up? You ready to show us all what you got?" I looked past the angry mob and there was Dwayne. He was sitting along with Portman and Fulton. Maybe this practice wouldn't be as bad as I thought. I walked past a very angry mob and joined my new friends.
"I was a little nervous before, but now that I'm here, I'm ok."
Coach Orion came out of his office. "Ok guys, this is just a reminder. Dean Buckley is going to be watching this practice, thanks to Mr. Banks over here trying to get on the team." He said pointing at me. "You better be on your best behavior or you get benched next game. Am I clear?"
The team all nodded or said Ok and they all headed out to practice. I was still getting suited up because I was so late getting here. Portman, Fulton, and Dwayne all said good luck or something to that caliber and left too. It was just me and Orion left in the room.
"You better be out there in five minutes or I won't even consider letting you on my team. I don't tolerate tardiness." Orion spoke gruffly.
Knowing that it was better to just say OK than to argue that I didn't have a locker and had to jog like a mad man to get here when I did, I just nodded. He nodded back at me and left me alone to change.
I finished getting all my gear on and then I took out my jersey and just stared at it. I missed my old school. I missed my old life. I put on the blue and orange Belleville academy jersey that I had won two national hockey championships with, and started to think about the last time I had on this jersey my family was still alive. When I won that first championship, it was the best day of my life. My mom and dad were both their and they both told me how proud they were of me.
I jarred myself from my thoughts. Focus Adam, right now you have to go out and fight for a hockey spot in your new life. I took one more deep breath and headed down to practice.
CHARLIES POV
I gathered all the Ducks together except for Adam's three new best friends, and quickly had a little impromptu meeting. "Remember guys, if it's all of us against him there's no way he can show his talent. We can take all our aggression out on him now. Rough him up, push him against the boards, there are no penalties. Hockey's a rough sport, no one can prove anything."
"This is going to be a fun practice." Jesse said
"It's times like this when I wish I wasn't a goalie." Julie said with a half smile.
"Ok, let's break apart before coach gets out here. You all know what to do." Charlie said
All the Ducks broke apart and started their skate drills.
ORIONS POV
When I walked out on the ice all the Ducks were doing their usual drills, except in two groups. Portman, Fulton, and Dwayne were separated from the rest of the group. I know it's because they had befriended Adam. I'm usually all for accepting people, but this kid was tearing up my team. I don't think that having him around is going to help things at all.
After I got the Ducks going on a scrimmage, I went over and sat down next to the dean in the coaches' box. It had been six minutes since I talked to Banks and I was about to give up on him when I heard the door open.
"Banks, take Germaine's place on the white team. You have five minutes to prove you're worth the trouble."
Germaine hustled over to the side and joined the rest of the Ducks that weren't playing right now.
I looked back up to see the flash of blue and orange take the ice. He could skate fast. I'll give that to him. He got right into his position and was playing great defense against Dwayne. Charlie had the puck and passed it to Dwayne. Adam intercepted the puck and started up the ice and was pretty much by himself, except for Jesse and Connie who were both charging at him for the puck. He did a quick move and got around both of them with ease. The only person left in his way was Julie. I could tell that Julie desperately wanted to stop this puck. It was no secret that the two of them despised each other. As he got closer to the goal I felt my breath stop. You could feel the tension between those two. He faked her right out of her pads and the puck flew by her and into the net. I could see the cocky smile that he was giving her and that made me furious, but this kid could definitely play hockey.
He turned around and skated back for the face off. That's when I noticed it. His shirt said Bellville academy. He was the Adam Banks of Bellville academy in New York. He was named MVP of the best high school hockey team in the country. Why didn't he tell me? He must have known that would get him on the team, no matter what a twerp the kid was.
When I looked back up I noticed Adam on the ground and Fulton, Dwayne, and Portman hovering over him. I scrambled off the bench and ran over to him. He had taken his helmet off and was just holding his stomach.
"What the hell happened? I turn my head for two seconds!......."
"I'm fine coach, just a little sore. Give me a minute to compose myself and I'll be cool." Adam said with a look of absolute pain on his face.
"Adam I admire that you're willing to play through what looks to be a painful injury, but there's no need. You made the team in three and a half minutes. Just learn to cut the cocky attitude and we'll have no problems."
Adam smiled a little through the pain and nodded, then Fulton helped him over to the benches.
"Now who's going to tell me what the hell happened?"
"Hockey's a rough sport." Charlie said with what looked to be a pretty cocky smile on his face.
"Bullshit! Jesse nailed him in the stomach with his hockey stick," Portman growled.
"Alright everyone take a knee, we're going to sort everything out. I've had enough of this whole situation. I realize there is some bad blood from when you were all in diapers, but he made the team fair and square. I can't make you like each other, but you will respect each other and my rules, or you don't play. I will forfeit the whole season before I see my team hitting each other with hockey sticks during practice drills. Got it?!
"Adam, Can you respect my rules?"
"Yeah"
"Charlie, Jesse, and Ducks?"
"Yeah"
"Ok, I'm finished with my point. Guy your back in. Continue to scrimmage."
I walked back over to the bench where Adam and the Dean were talking.
"Are you sure you're ok?" I asked Adam who was enthralled in a conversation with the Dean.
"Yeah, I'm ok, I've been through a lot worst injuries than this. It's nothing a little ice won't heal." He said with a smile.
"I was just asking Adam why he didn't tell us who he was? If he did I wouldn't have had to even come down here today and frankly neither would he." The dean looked at Adam for an answer.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing."
Adam took a deep breath, "I just wanted to earn the spot with my talent not my name. I wanted to be judged on my skill not anything else. Especially with these circumstances with the Ducks, I didn't want anyone to questioned weather I earned my spot. Does that make sense?"
"Perfect sense, I look forward to having you play for the team. Do you need help getting back or are you ok to do it on your own?"
"I'm sure I could make It on my own, but it would be easier with some help considering the amount of pain I'm in."
"Dwayne, you have the rest of the practice off. You can help Adam get his stuff together and get back to his car." I heard the rest of the team grumble about me letting Dwayne go.
I looked back at Adam, "You want to keep the number 99?" He nodded. "You can have the locker next to Dwayne's, it's empty."
"Thanks."
I watched Adam walk back with Dwayne and turned to watch my team again. This is going to be an interesting year.
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Ok guys, I hope you all liked it. I'm not too confident about writing hockey scenes so tell me how I did. I desperately need some review love for this chapter. Lol
-Gina
HOORAY! I hit 200 reviews! Thank you to all the people who have been reading and reviewing my little story.
To my reviewers:
SASSY 4 EVA- Aren't Adam and Julie the best, I've had a lot of fun writing all the little barbs to each other. I'm glad that people like it.
BLOODYRAINE- Ok, no more begging. Here it is! :}
RACHEL- You'll hold Julie down for him? Uh oh Rachel's going back to her violent tendencies. I had originally planned on writing the outing with the guys but I had writers block and I just couldn't get it the way I wanted it so I decided to skip it. Your story is the next thing on my to-do list I promise. The guilt is killing me. I'll have it all done by tonight, hopefully.
MWEB- I really try to write things that aren't out there already and are different. It means a lot when someone recognizes that, Thanks.
NEBULA2- Thanks, He is slowly winning them over, huh, More to come too.
STARR2- You like the hat? I'm glad, I had fun with it.
BANKSIESBABE99- I love your reviews. Have I told you that lately. :}
ANGELKAT44- I'm glad that you totally like it. Here's some more. :}
PRECIOUS BABY BLUE- Hey, thanks! It's good to hear from someone new.
HOLYCOW55- LOL, Here's the new chapter! I'm glad you like the story so much.
CHAPTER 21
ADAMS POV
As I was walking out of my last period class, I was trying to convince myself not to be nervous. I had hockey tryouts in a few minutes. I knew I was good enough to make the team, but being alone with an entire room full of people that hate me was kind of taking away from my confidence.
I finally got to my car to get my gear, since I didn't have a locker, and started the trek down to the hockey rink. When I got to the door, I stood outside just staring at it for a minute. Ok Adam, deep breaths, look confident, and stroll on in there like you own the place.
I took one last deep breath, opened the door and walked in looking a lot more confident than I actually felt. When I got in the locker room it looked like any other locker room I had ever been in. All the players going nuts before a practice, the lockers, the smell, it was all familiar. What wasn't familiar was the cold hard stares I was getting from most of the players when they noticed I was there.
"Howdy Adam, what's up? You ready to show us all what you got?" I looked past the angry mob and there was Dwayne. He was sitting along with Portman and Fulton. Maybe this practice wouldn't be as bad as I thought. I walked past a very angry mob and joined my new friends.
"I was a little nervous before, but now that I'm here, I'm ok."
Coach Orion came out of his office. "Ok guys, this is just a reminder. Dean Buckley is going to be watching this practice, thanks to Mr. Banks over here trying to get on the team." He said pointing at me. "You better be on your best behavior or you get benched next game. Am I clear?"
The team all nodded or said Ok and they all headed out to practice. I was still getting suited up because I was so late getting here. Portman, Fulton, and Dwayne all said good luck or something to that caliber and left too. It was just me and Orion left in the room.
"You better be out there in five minutes or I won't even consider letting you on my team. I don't tolerate tardiness." Orion spoke gruffly.
Knowing that it was better to just say OK than to argue that I didn't have a locker and had to jog like a mad man to get here when I did, I just nodded. He nodded back at me and left me alone to change.
I finished getting all my gear on and then I took out my jersey and just stared at it. I missed my old school. I missed my old life. I put on the blue and orange Belleville academy jersey that I had won two national hockey championships with, and started to think about the last time I had on this jersey my family was still alive. When I won that first championship, it was the best day of my life. My mom and dad were both their and they both told me how proud they were of me.
I jarred myself from my thoughts. Focus Adam, right now you have to go out and fight for a hockey spot in your new life. I took one more deep breath and headed down to practice.
CHARLIES POV
I gathered all the Ducks together except for Adam's three new best friends, and quickly had a little impromptu meeting. "Remember guys, if it's all of us against him there's no way he can show his talent. We can take all our aggression out on him now. Rough him up, push him against the boards, there are no penalties. Hockey's a rough sport, no one can prove anything."
"This is going to be a fun practice." Jesse said
"It's times like this when I wish I wasn't a goalie." Julie said with a half smile.
"Ok, let's break apart before coach gets out here. You all know what to do." Charlie said
All the Ducks broke apart and started their skate drills.
ORIONS POV
When I walked out on the ice all the Ducks were doing their usual drills, except in two groups. Portman, Fulton, and Dwayne were separated from the rest of the group. I know it's because they had befriended Adam. I'm usually all for accepting people, but this kid was tearing up my team. I don't think that having him around is going to help things at all.
After I got the Ducks going on a scrimmage, I went over and sat down next to the dean in the coaches' box. It had been six minutes since I talked to Banks and I was about to give up on him when I heard the door open.
"Banks, take Germaine's place on the white team. You have five minutes to prove you're worth the trouble."
Germaine hustled over to the side and joined the rest of the Ducks that weren't playing right now.
I looked back up to see the flash of blue and orange take the ice. He could skate fast. I'll give that to him. He got right into his position and was playing great defense against Dwayne. Charlie had the puck and passed it to Dwayne. Adam intercepted the puck and started up the ice and was pretty much by himself, except for Jesse and Connie who were both charging at him for the puck. He did a quick move and got around both of them with ease. The only person left in his way was Julie. I could tell that Julie desperately wanted to stop this puck. It was no secret that the two of them despised each other. As he got closer to the goal I felt my breath stop. You could feel the tension between those two. He faked her right out of her pads and the puck flew by her and into the net. I could see the cocky smile that he was giving her and that made me furious, but this kid could definitely play hockey.
He turned around and skated back for the face off. That's when I noticed it. His shirt said Bellville academy. He was the Adam Banks of Bellville academy in New York. He was named MVP of the best high school hockey team in the country. Why didn't he tell me? He must have known that would get him on the team, no matter what a twerp the kid was.
When I looked back up I noticed Adam on the ground and Fulton, Dwayne, and Portman hovering over him. I scrambled off the bench and ran over to him. He had taken his helmet off and was just holding his stomach.
"What the hell happened? I turn my head for two seconds!......."
"I'm fine coach, just a little sore. Give me a minute to compose myself and I'll be cool." Adam said with a look of absolute pain on his face.
"Adam I admire that you're willing to play through what looks to be a painful injury, but there's no need. You made the team in three and a half minutes. Just learn to cut the cocky attitude and we'll have no problems."
Adam smiled a little through the pain and nodded, then Fulton helped him over to the benches.
"Now who's going to tell me what the hell happened?"
"Hockey's a rough sport." Charlie said with what looked to be a pretty cocky smile on his face.
"Bullshit! Jesse nailed him in the stomach with his hockey stick," Portman growled.
"Alright everyone take a knee, we're going to sort everything out. I've had enough of this whole situation. I realize there is some bad blood from when you were all in diapers, but he made the team fair and square. I can't make you like each other, but you will respect each other and my rules, or you don't play. I will forfeit the whole season before I see my team hitting each other with hockey sticks during practice drills. Got it?!
"Adam, Can you respect my rules?"
"Yeah"
"Charlie, Jesse, and Ducks?"
"Yeah"
"Ok, I'm finished with my point. Guy your back in. Continue to scrimmage."
I walked back over to the bench where Adam and the Dean were talking.
"Are you sure you're ok?" I asked Adam who was enthralled in a conversation with the Dean.
"Yeah, I'm ok, I've been through a lot worst injuries than this. It's nothing a little ice won't heal." He said with a smile.
"I was just asking Adam why he didn't tell us who he was? If he did I wouldn't have had to even come down here today and frankly neither would he." The dean looked at Adam for an answer.
"I was just about to ask you the same thing."
Adam took a deep breath, "I just wanted to earn the spot with my talent not my name. I wanted to be judged on my skill not anything else. Especially with these circumstances with the Ducks, I didn't want anyone to questioned weather I earned my spot. Does that make sense?"
"Perfect sense, I look forward to having you play for the team. Do you need help getting back or are you ok to do it on your own?"
"I'm sure I could make It on my own, but it would be easier with some help considering the amount of pain I'm in."
"Dwayne, you have the rest of the practice off. You can help Adam get his stuff together and get back to his car." I heard the rest of the team grumble about me letting Dwayne go.
I looked back at Adam, "You want to keep the number 99?" He nodded. "You can have the locker next to Dwayne's, it's empty."
"Thanks."
I watched Adam walk back with Dwayne and turned to watch my team again. This is going to be an interesting year.
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Ok guys, I hope you all liked it. I'm not too confident about writing hockey scenes so tell me how I did. I desperately need some review love for this chapter. Lol
-Gina