I listened to that crazy old man. I don't know if I should call him my
guardian angel or crazy psycho killer but he did in a lot of ways saved me,
or something like that. I knew the moment he said it he was right, I needed
to let go.
I fell asleep with that touching sentiment. I got up feeling empowered. I headed off almost merrily to school. It wasn't until My Kinney my Math teacher started drowning on that I really started to think about it. Let go of what? And how do you let go? And how do I know when I've let go?
And why is this so complicated?
It all came back to one answer: I don't know. I really have no clue. If I did don't you think I would have done it by now.
I know he told me to move on. But how dose someone just decide to move on. How do you just forget the people who gave you life, made you who you are?
I don't think sitting around stressing was what the old man had in mind. My mind torched me all day long trying desperately to come up with something, a plan of some sort. The more I thought the more my dream of being happy seemed to float farther and farther away. The day ticked by at all time slow, with teacher doing nothing but pile us with homework for the upcoming Christmas break.
By sixth hour I was a jumping bean in my chair. I needed out I needed to relax I needed to skate. I use to feel the urge to skate all the time, it use to be when I wasn't on the ice I was thinking about it. But not lately, it was weird having that emotion wash over me it was almost comforting in itself.
The moment the final bell rang I raced over to the hockey rink. I was going to skate, clear my head. I broke into Nick locker; he wouldn't mind me using his stuff. We are practically the same size. I put on bare minimum padding and grabbed his stick and a puck.
I started slow, just with a few laps before dropping the puck. I started with basic maneuvers ones I'd been doing since I was like eight. Slowly I picked up the pace. It was a struggle most of the muscles in my body were yelling at me in no time. It was hard and I was in terrible shape. I lost myself in the movements trying to find my rhythm, trying to get myself in that zone. I heard nothing but my skates flying across the ice, saw nothing but the puck.
My body strained to keep up. I pushed myself to my physical limits and then some. My lungs started to feel like bursting I could feel my heart beat in my ears. I stopped skating and sat down on the bench taking deep breaths.
"Now why didn't I get to have that player on my team?" Orion asked over my shoulder. He came and sat down next to me handing over a water bottle.
"Have I ever mentioned I love you?" I said thankful for the water, I slugged down half of the ting. "Man I miss that," I said more to myself than him. I missed that rush you get on the ice, hearing the crowd scoring the winning goal. As corny as it sounds I really and truly missed it. "Would it be to late to try being a duck again?" I asked cautiously. I wanted more than anything for him to say yes but I also know that I haven't been the most likable or responsible person on earth lately.
"Nah," He said.
"Oh," I said suddenly feeing very self-conscious. Man I'm an idiot; I mean why would he let me back on the team. "I should go," I said standing up.
"But next season were going to need one amazing player if were going to pull another championship out of our ass. Know any one?" He asked. I turned and smiled.
"Well there's this one guy. He's pretty good a little out of it. He took some time off and turned into a real ass. But he really wants to play. You think he's got a shot?" I asked still smiling like a fool.
"I think he's just what this team needs." I grabbed Coach Orion into a hug.
"Thank you so much," I said. He looked at me a little shocked but returned the hug.
"Now get outta here, we've got practice in ten," I nodded.
"Hey, would you mind if I stayed. I need to get back in shape and it would help if I already knew how to play with the team. Please?"
"You'll have to ask the team," He said pointing behind me.
"So what to you guys think?" Charlie asked. A chorus of sure fine and whatever came.
"Yeah yeah whatever, as long as he gets your own gear." Nick said making everyone laugh.
A/n short chapter I know but the next chapter is the last. I'm not sure if it's exactly up to my par but inspiration to finish it him me and I had to get it out. Tear tear, I can't believe it. Anyway I really would like to hear for you guys! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter!
Shout Outs: Crazy4nc128:Thanks for everything girl, I hope you dig this one!
Banskiebabe99: YAY! I'm so happy you liked it, I'm trying hard to keep it good and in character!
Gina: Hey, I can't believe I'm like one chapter away from done, and I gotta admit this is all you! Thank you so much girl I hope I can repay the favor some time! Thanks for all your kind words~
Starr2: Hey, Aww, don't cry. But I'm really happy it touched you like it touched me! Thanks!
Princessbethy: Yeah it's about time Adam got happy. Anyway I hope you enjoy!
All right that's all folks I'm holding the last chapter hostage until I get more of those kick ass reviews! Lol Rachel
I fell asleep with that touching sentiment. I got up feeling empowered. I headed off almost merrily to school. It wasn't until My Kinney my Math teacher started drowning on that I really started to think about it. Let go of what? And how do you let go? And how do I know when I've let go?
And why is this so complicated?
It all came back to one answer: I don't know. I really have no clue. If I did don't you think I would have done it by now.
I know he told me to move on. But how dose someone just decide to move on. How do you just forget the people who gave you life, made you who you are?
I don't think sitting around stressing was what the old man had in mind. My mind torched me all day long trying desperately to come up with something, a plan of some sort. The more I thought the more my dream of being happy seemed to float farther and farther away. The day ticked by at all time slow, with teacher doing nothing but pile us with homework for the upcoming Christmas break.
By sixth hour I was a jumping bean in my chair. I needed out I needed to relax I needed to skate. I use to feel the urge to skate all the time, it use to be when I wasn't on the ice I was thinking about it. But not lately, it was weird having that emotion wash over me it was almost comforting in itself.
The moment the final bell rang I raced over to the hockey rink. I was going to skate, clear my head. I broke into Nick locker; he wouldn't mind me using his stuff. We are practically the same size. I put on bare minimum padding and grabbed his stick and a puck.
I started slow, just with a few laps before dropping the puck. I started with basic maneuvers ones I'd been doing since I was like eight. Slowly I picked up the pace. It was a struggle most of the muscles in my body were yelling at me in no time. It was hard and I was in terrible shape. I lost myself in the movements trying to find my rhythm, trying to get myself in that zone. I heard nothing but my skates flying across the ice, saw nothing but the puck.
My body strained to keep up. I pushed myself to my physical limits and then some. My lungs started to feel like bursting I could feel my heart beat in my ears. I stopped skating and sat down on the bench taking deep breaths.
"Now why didn't I get to have that player on my team?" Orion asked over my shoulder. He came and sat down next to me handing over a water bottle.
"Have I ever mentioned I love you?" I said thankful for the water, I slugged down half of the ting. "Man I miss that," I said more to myself than him. I missed that rush you get on the ice, hearing the crowd scoring the winning goal. As corny as it sounds I really and truly missed it. "Would it be to late to try being a duck again?" I asked cautiously. I wanted more than anything for him to say yes but I also know that I haven't been the most likable or responsible person on earth lately.
"Nah," He said.
"Oh," I said suddenly feeing very self-conscious. Man I'm an idiot; I mean why would he let me back on the team. "I should go," I said standing up.
"But next season were going to need one amazing player if were going to pull another championship out of our ass. Know any one?" He asked. I turned and smiled.
"Well there's this one guy. He's pretty good a little out of it. He took some time off and turned into a real ass. But he really wants to play. You think he's got a shot?" I asked still smiling like a fool.
"I think he's just what this team needs." I grabbed Coach Orion into a hug.
"Thank you so much," I said. He looked at me a little shocked but returned the hug.
"Now get outta here, we've got practice in ten," I nodded.
"Hey, would you mind if I stayed. I need to get back in shape and it would help if I already knew how to play with the team. Please?"
"You'll have to ask the team," He said pointing behind me.
"So what to you guys think?" Charlie asked. A chorus of sure fine and whatever came.
"Yeah yeah whatever, as long as he gets your own gear." Nick said making everyone laugh.
A/n short chapter I know but the next chapter is the last. I'm not sure if it's exactly up to my par but inspiration to finish it him me and I had to get it out. Tear tear, I can't believe it. Anyway I really would like to hear for you guys! Thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter!
Shout Outs: Crazy4nc128:Thanks for everything girl, I hope you dig this one!
Banskiebabe99: YAY! I'm so happy you liked it, I'm trying hard to keep it good and in character!
Gina: Hey, I can't believe I'm like one chapter away from done, and I gotta admit this is all you! Thank you so much girl I hope I can repay the favor some time! Thanks for all your kind words~
Starr2: Hey, Aww, don't cry. But I'm really happy it touched you like it touched me! Thanks!
Princessbethy: Yeah it's about time Adam got happy. Anyway I hope you enjoy!
All right that's all folks I'm holding the last chapter hostage until I get more of those kick ass reviews! Lol Rachel