Adam laced his roller blades up tightly and zipped up his winter coat. It was a jet black jacket, with the Hawk's logo embroidered on the front, ad he walked passed the hall mirror and caught sight of his reflection, a sudden swell of pride filled him. He swear then and there, he'd never give up hockey for anything. Starting at the end of the hall, he began skating toward the front door, getting up speed as he went, unfortunately just when he was about to fly out the door and down the stoop, he was caught by the shoulders and halted.
"Hold it young man, where do you think you're going?" Sophie asked pulling the boy back inside.
"Just to meet up with some friends from the team." Adam replied.
"And you didn't think to tell anyone?"
"I told Nick, mom and dad don't care what I do, and you're just the house keeper Sophie." The boy retorted.
The women nodded, as fresh as the comment was, he was right, she was just the maid.
"True, though I doubt your parents would like to hear about how you're talking to me, so get going before I'm tempted to call them at the hotel."
Adam smiled, U-turned in the living room and skated out the door.
Larson and McGill were already waiting at the water fountain that was then dry for the winter, when he got there and he knew he was late.
"Hey Adam, what took you so long?" Larson bladed up to him as McGill continued to sit on the rim of the Edina fountain.
Adam sighed.
"My maid was on a power trip because my parents are away for the weekend, she wouldn't let me leave."
"I hate it when the help forgets their place." McGill declared as the two boys approached him.
"Yeah." Larson agreed.
"So what are we gonna do?" Adam changed the subject, from the way McGill referred to his household staff as 'the help' he knew the boy was not the best person to be discussing the situation with.
"I was thinking we could over to Minneapolis, District Five is having practice at the pond, that's always entertaining." Steven suggested.
"District Five?" Adam had know clue what the other boy was talking about.
"There the team for the next district over, on other side of the lake. They're really lacking in everything." John explained.
"You should see their uniforms and equipment, it's almost pitiful. But it's good a laugh." McGill added "What do you say?"
"Sure." Adam consented, and the three were off.
They stood off to the side of the pond, trying to go unnoticed at they watched the other team. McGill thought it was funny, Larson looked undecided and Adam, he just felt bad for them.
Their goalie hid every time a puck came near him and the only one that could stand up on their skates of more then thirty seconds, from at far as the trio could tell, was a girl. But it wasn't really their lack of skill that made him sympathize with them, or the fact they looked more shabby then a bum off the street. It was the way their coach was screaming his fool head off at them, it reminded him of his dad, on those days that could actually be bothered with his youngest son.
"Oh you suck! Where'd you learn how to play? Oh you suck, you can't you skate, little bastards!" Then suddenly, the fat grease man hit the ice like a ton of bricks holding his arm. Heart attack, not a good thing.
"Can you believe how much they sucked?" McGill questioned, as the Stooges headed back to Edina.
"I know, we could beat them one handed and blind folded." Larson stated.
"No kidding." Adam concurred, not really finding it all that funny.
The problem with Adam, was he wasn't one to stick up for himself, most of the time he kept his opinion quiet, to not anger anyone. He was the type of kid that wanted people to like him and Larson and McGill seemed like the best place to start on his quest for friends. And so he went along with the conservation, sticking a few halfhearted remarks on here and there, and perpetual thought about that coach and those District Five kids.
Soon Adam found himself on his street, with his two new buddy's beside him. His brother was in the driveway just getting out his car and he nodded to them as he walked into the house.
"Was that Nicholas Banks?" Larson gasped, recognizing the older Banks brother from a picture in Reilly's office.
"Uhuh, he's my brother." Adam affirmed.
"Wow, he's like a legand."
"You'd think that sharing a last name and incredible skills would be a hint their related." Steven rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I'm having a birthday party Sunday Adam, just some kids from around my neighborhood, girls and guys. You should come, you can even bring someone if you want."
"Cool, yeah I'll be there thanks." Adam grinned.
"Adam Banks, get your blue eyed butt in the house." Nick yelled out the door.
Adam made an embarrassed face and turned to open the gate.
"See you Sunday guys." He waved and ran into the house.
~* Well I need some people to be the guest at McGill's party and maybe even someone to be Banks' date. So if anyone is willing to fill those positions, review or email me with some info on yourself. Thanks*~
"Hold it young man, where do you think you're going?" Sophie asked pulling the boy back inside.
"Just to meet up with some friends from the team." Adam replied.
"And you didn't think to tell anyone?"
"I told Nick, mom and dad don't care what I do, and you're just the house keeper Sophie." The boy retorted.
The women nodded, as fresh as the comment was, he was right, she was just the maid.
"True, though I doubt your parents would like to hear about how you're talking to me, so get going before I'm tempted to call them at the hotel."
Adam smiled, U-turned in the living room and skated out the door.
Larson and McGill were already waiting at the water fountain that was then dry for the winter, when he got there and he knew he was late.
"Hey Adam, what took you so long?" Larson bladed up to him as McGill continued to sit on the rim of the Edina fountain.
Adam sighed.
"My maid was on a power trip because my parents are away for the weekend, she wouldn't let me leave."
"I hate it when the help forgets their place." McGill declared as the two boys approached him.
"Yeah." Larson agreed.
"So what are we gonna do?" Adam changed the subject, from the way McGill referred to his household staff as 'the help' he knew the boy was not the best person to be discussing the situation with.
"I was thinking we could over to Minneapolis, District Five is having practice at the pond, that's always entertaining." Steven suggested.
"District Five?" Adam had know clue what the other boy was talking about.
"There the team for the next district over, on other side of the lake. They're really lacking in everything." John explained.
"You should see their uniforms and equipment, it's almost pitiful. But it's good a laugh." McGill added "What do you say?"
"Sure." Adam consented, and the three were off.
They stood off to the side of the pond, trying to go unnoticed at they watched the other team. McGill thought it was funny, Larson looked undecided and Adam, he just felt bad for them.
Their goalie hid every time a puck came near him and the only one that could stand up on their skates of more then thirty seconds, from at far as the trio could tell, was a girl. But it wasn't really their lack of skill that made him sympathize with them, or the fact they looked more shabby then a bum off the street. It was the way their coach was screaming his fool head off at them, it reminded him of his dad, on those days that could actually be bothered with his youngest son.
"Oh you suck! Where'd you learn how to play? Oh you suck, you can't you skate, little bastards!" Then suddenly, the fat grease man hit the ice like a ton of bricks holding his arm. Heart attack, not a good thing.
"Can you believe how much they sucked?" McGill questioned, as the Stooges headed back to Edina.
"I know, we could beat them one handed and blind folded." Larson stated.
"No kidding." Adam concurred, not really finding it all that funny.
The problem with Adam, was he wasn't one to stick up for himself, most of the time he kept his opinion quiet, to not anger anyone. He was the type of kid that wanted people to like him and Larson and McGill seemed like the best place to start on his quest for friends. And so he went along with the conservation, sticking a few halfhearted remarks on here and there, and perpetual thought about that coach and those District Five kids.
Soon Adam found himself on his street, with his two new buddy's beside him. His brother was in the driveway just getting out his car and he nodded to them as he walked into the house.
"Was that Nicholas Banks?" Larson gasped, recognizing the older Banks brother from a picture in Reilly's office.
"Uhuh, he's my brother." Adam affirmed.
"Wow, he's like a legand."
"You'd think that sharing a last name and incredible skills would be a hint their related." Steven rolled his eyes. "Anyway, I'm having a birthday party Sunday Adam, just some kids from around my neighborhood, girls and guys. You should come, you can even bring someone if you want."
"Cool, yeah I'll be there thanks." Adam grinned.
"Adam Banks, get your blue eyed butt in the house." Nick yelled out the door.
Adam made an embarrassed face and turned to open the gate.
"See you Sunday guys." He waved and ran into the house.
~* Well I need some people to be the guest at McGill's party and maybe even someone to be Banks' date. So if anyone is willing to fill those positions, review or email me with some info on yourself. Thanks*~