(Charlie pov, right after the game)
I've always been the most intense when it came to hockey. Sure I like playing around with the Ducks, but it was still about playing well, being better.
But that, that was another level of intense. And he's younger than me. I'm supposed to be the uptight captain who is driven and focused. Not some stuck up little boy.
I guess what weirded me out even more was after he yelled at me. That was the Adam Banks I knew, losing it at people and being an over all dumb ass. But when he stopped himself, when looked at me. I don't know it was just different. Like he turned into someone else.
"Freaky," one of the girls said. "We should totally get his head examined, I mean it was just one game." Connie, yep that was definitely Connie.
I shook my head clearing out all the clouds. I mean why worry about Banks? I joined into the joking and horseplay. I mean why stress when you could make fun of the jerk? I shrugged off any and all thoughts of the bizarre Adam Banks.
(Adam)
I walked in that morning and headed for my locker. Another fun filled day at Eden Hall, why didn't I go to Blake again? I guess it really doesn't matter.
Ducks were yet again surrounding my locker. Uh, I mean sure I lost it at there precious captain yesterday but isn't that between me and him. I casually joined their circle as they happily chattered.
"Some one want to explain to me why my locker is suddenly such a hot commodity?" I made Connie jump.
"What happened to you?" Russ Tyler asked.
"Why are you standing around my locker?"
"Coach is having another extra practice tonight," Charlie piped in.
"Can't." was all I said as I spun the combination to my locker.
"Why not?"
"None of your business." Was all I responded.
"Conway can everyone make it?" Coach Orion who had just popped up from some where asked ending our conversation. I was perfectly prepared to talk in circles until either a) one of us gave up which is highly unlikely with Conway or b) the bell rang.
"Can't," Was all I said I grabbed my books and started walking.
"Why not?" Coach asked grabbing my arm. I winced, but turned towards him. "What happened to you?" He asked. Uh adult, they think there entitled to know everything.
"Never play basket ball with a bunch of hockey players, Cole hit me dead on with the ball." Good one I congratulated myself. My Father had never before hit me, but then again I'd never yelled back either.
"Okay, so why can't you come it's extremely important not only to me but as we found out last night you too."
I sighed. Not only have I been buried in homework that I can't seem to find the time to do I haven't gotten around to practicing in two week and I was suppose to go home for a family dinner, my Grandmother and Grandfather were in town. Not to mention the fact that I was completely wiped out, between last night hockey game and the war zone that my house turned into last night I didn't get back to the dorms until 2 in the morning.
"What time?" I asked getting the feeling they weren't going to take no for an answer.
"Five,"
"I can be there for two hours, but that's all you getting."
Coach dropped my arm and nodded, "Two hours it is then."
I wandered over to the hockey stadium a couple minutes before five. Most of the team was already congregated in the locker room.
"You showed" Coach Orion said to me sounding mildly surprised.
"I said I would," I retorted before heading to my locker.
"Alright now that were all here, I've brought in a good friend of mine to help us figure out exactly what went wrong." Orion went off. I tuned him out momentarily while I changed. I know Guy noticed but he didn't dare say anything. I guess it was kind of hard to miss thought, it was only a bruise, more like an imprint of my Fathers hand on my upper arm. I slid on the rest of my gear.
"I don't believe we've meet." I turn and come face to face with a tall slim man.
"Hi," I said before stepping past him.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You know no one asked you to be here." Hall spat at me.
"What?" I nearly exclaimed, "I'm sorry maybe you didn't check into your brain until nine o'clock today but news flash you did ask my to be here."
He contemplated for a moment before someone else chimed in "Well no one asked you to join the team, or have that attitude." I thought girls dug bad boys I smirked at Julie's remarks.
"A million apologies," I turned back to the first man, "Oh wow golly gee whiz I'm so thrilled shocked and not to mention honored that the great and all might Minnesota miracle man could take time out of his busy PTA mom screwing business to come and grace us with his winning spirit and charming personality. I bow at your greatness." I said the whole thing coming out monotone and reeking of sarcasm. "How was that?" I looked back over at me "team".
"Why are you here?" Guy Germaine spoke up. In some ways I was surprised, the kid didn't have much of a backbone when we were younger.
"I just want to play hockey." I said deadlocking my eyes on his. It was the truth, the only thing I'd ever wanted was to be out on that ice.
"Why?" Orion asked stepping in. "Seriously why?"
I started him up and down. "Because you can't control life, shit happens you can't stop it and you sure as hell can't fight it. But it happens even when it seems like you can't take anything else. But hockey," I paused almost remising with all my memories at once. "It doesn't matter out on that ice, none of it." The ice had always been my hiding place, my calm from the storm. They weren't going to take that always from me, no one could. Not my Father constant nagging, not my Coach's constant pressures, not even the cold hard fact that no matter what I will never be good enough. The ice doesn't care.
The room remained silent. My eyes still stood on Orion's. He seemed overwhelmed, not the answer he was looking for obviously. "Then let's go play hockey," He finally spoke looking at me. His stare seemed funny. He wanted me to open up and pour my soul out to him. I'd gotten that look from so many teachers. The team started to file out. Me and Orion stood still staring.
"Look I know your excepting some deep bonding moment to come right about now. But what it comes down to is you and the ducks and the people in this school know shit about me. And were keeping it that way. You're on a need to know basis and the only thing you need to know is back the hell off. Got that." I spat at him before passing by.
I got out on the ice and started up with the laps. "Alright teams we're going to start by watching over the tape." Bombay said popping a tape into the TV they had hauled out. He slowly and painfully went over everything, from bad formations to plays gone sideways. Just when I started thinking gouging my own eyes out would be more fun he hit stop.
"Okay I think I've seen enough," he picked up his equipment bag and pulled out a soccer ball. "Alright team, you kept letting the puck slip out of your grasp you didn't even put up a fight." He tossed the ball over to Robertson who looked thoroughly confused.
"Coach we're a hockey team. What do I need a soccer ball for?" He said. Surprisingly brain dead over there had a point.
Bombay went on to explain his theory; it was something about practicing driving the ball up and down without losing it. I saw his mouth moving I could even hear syllables but I don't believe he uttered a single intelligent sentence. Is this guy on crack or what?
He handed everyone a ball before letting us "go at it".
"Hey Connie," I skated up next to her, "You heard the coach, get that padding off let's get at it," I said to her smirking. She slapped me for that one. Not hard considering I'm covered in padding but still it was funny to see her get all red in the face.
"Alright, alright get started Banks you still have a good hour and half and I want you working, you need it."
I gave him a glare before heading throwing my ball on the ice and hitting it around. It was hard seeing that balls aren't really meant for the ice, and it was a lot heavier that a puck I was hitting like three times as hard.
What the hell dose that mean? I need it. They need it not me. I scowled to myself hitting the ball. Conway got directly in front of me his eyes challenging me. I moved the ball back and froth in an inconstant pattern. We skated half of the rink like this before he struck hitting the ball away from me.
PEET The whistle hanging from Orion's mouth went. "That's what were talking about. Banks you let him have it." Apparently I had one hell of a look on my face because Conway backed up a little. I chuckled internally apparently I scared the little Ducky.
"You do realize this is ridicules don't you?" I said waving my hand around the rink. "You're just wasting my time," I said heading off the rink. His hand caught me as I passed.
"I still have a half hour," He glared me hard in the eye.
"Well know you don't." I pushed his hand down and overhand tossed my soccer ball to Bombay. I changed quickly before leaving. I think I slammed every door in the vicinity at least three times. It felt good letting off some steam. I got into my car and sighed.
Home, I was now supposed to go home. I started up the engine and pulled out. Home, doesn't really have a nice ring to it. In fact I was dreading it. Especially with a the big dinner tonight, I swear half of Minnesota social scene will be in my living room chattering while my Grandfather and Father sit around harassing me on something.
Oops, I thought a smile crossing my face I missed my exit. Whatever will I do?
A/n alright that's that. I know it's quit a long one and a little dull but the next chapter should be nice and spicy! Anyway please review!
Hotshell99: Hey there! That more than enough, I love getting you reviews... Aww man your way too sweet, I hope this one as much as the last, I wouldn't want to disappoint!
Gina: AWSOME! Lol, sorry had too, thank you... Either everyone is being way too nice to me lately or I'm getting better. I love hearing from you babe (You gotta be my fav. Reviewer.) Anyway thank you so much, you've really helped me... Okay I gotta go aww now!
Namida: Hey there, I don't think I've heard from you before! HEY! I think we all have those day's there just normally not in the movies or stories. Anyway I hope you like it and to hear from you again!
Natasha Hyatt: Hey there. Papa Banks, lol, dude I really like that. I don't remember if it's this chapter or the next but I did put that in my story, hope that's okay! Anyway I like Adam with a spine too, he's a girly girly push anymore!
Shara2007: Well here's your update. Writers block really sucks! Have fun!
I've always been the most intense when it came to hockey. Sure I like playing around with the Ducks, but it was still about playing well, being better.
But that, that was another level of intense. And he's younger than me. I'm supposed to be the uptight captain who is driven and focused. Not some stuck up little boy.
I guess what weirded me out even more was after he yelled at me. That was the Adam Banks I knew, losing it at people and being an over all dumb ass. But when he stopped himself, when looked at me. I don't know it was just different. Like he turned into someone else.
"Freaky," one of the girls said. "We should totally get his head examined, I mean it was just one game." Connie, yep that was definitely Connie.
I shook my head clearing out all the clouds. I mean why worry about Banks? I joined into the joking and horseplay. I mean why stress when you could make fun of the jerk? I shrugged off any and all thoughts of the bizarre Adam Banks.
(Adam)
I walked in that morning and headed for my locker. Another fun filled day at Eden Hall, why didn't I go to Blake again? I guess it really doesn't matter.
Ducks were yet again surrounding my locker. Uh, I mean sure I lost it at there precious captain yesterday but isn't that between me and him. I casually joined their circle as they happily chattered.
"Some one want to explain to me why my locker is suddenly such a hot commodity?" I made Connie jump.
"What happened to you?" Russ Tyler asked.
"Why are you standing around my locker?"
"Coach is having another extra practice tonight," Charlie piped in.
"Can't." was all I said as I spun the combination to my locker.
"Why not?"
"None of your business." Was all I responded.
"Conway can everyone make it?" Coach Orion who had just popped up from some where asked ending our conversation. I was perfectly prepared to talk in circles until either a) one of us gave up which is highly unlikely with Conway or b) the bell rang.
"Can't," Was all I said I grabbed my books and started walking.
"Why not?" Coach asked grabbing my arm. I winced, but turned towards him. "What happened to you?" He asked. Uh adult, they think there entitled to know everything.
"Never play basket ball with a bunch of hockey players, Cole hit me dead on with the ball." Good one I congratulated myself. My Father had never before hit me, but then again I'd never yelled back either.
"Okay, so why can't you come it's extremely important not only to me but as we found out last night you too."
I sighed. Not only have I been buried in homework that I can't seem to find the time to do I haven't gotten around to practicing in two week and I was suppose to go home for a family dinner, my Grandmother and Grandfather were in town. Not to mention the fact that I was completely wiped out, between last night hockey game and the war zone that my house turned into last night I didn't get back to the dorms until 2 in the morning.
"What time?" I asked getting the feeling they weren't going to take no for an answer.
"Five,"
"I can be there for two hours, but that's all you getting."
Coach dropped my arm and nodded, "Two hours it is then."
I wandered over to the hockey stadium a couple minutes before five. Most of the team was already congregated in the locker room.
"You showed" Coach Orion said to me sounding mildly surprised.
"I said I would," I retorted before heading to my locker.
"Alright now that were all here, I've brought in a good friend of mine to help us figure out exactly what went wrong." Orion went off. I tuned him out momentarily while I changed. I know Guy noticed but he didn't dare say anything. I guess it was kind of hard to miss thought, it was only a bruise, more like an imprint of my Fathers hand on my upper arm. I slid on the rest of my gear.
"I don't believe we've meet." I turn and come face to face with a tall slim man.
"Hi," I said before stepping past him.
"What the hell is wrong with you? You know no one asked you to be here." Hall spat at me.
"What?" I nearly exclaimed, "I'm sorry maybe you didn't check into your brain until nine o'clock today but news flash you did ask my to be here."
He contemplated for a moment before someone else chimed in "Well no one asked you to join the team, or have that attitude." I thought girls dug bad boys I smirked at Julie's remarks.
"A million apologies," I turned back to the first man, "Oh wow golly gee whiz I'm so thrilled shocked and not to mention honored that the great and all might Minnesota miracle man could take time out of his busy PTA mom screwing business to come and grace us with his winning spirit and charming personality. I bow at your greatness." I said the whole thing coming out monotone and reeking of sarcasm. "How was that?" I looked back over at me "team".
"Why are you here?" Guy Germaine spoke up. In some ways I was surprised, the kid didn't have much of a backbone when we were younger.
"I just want to play hockey." I said deadlocking my eyes on his. It was the truth, the only thing I'd ever wanted was to be out on that ice.
"Why?" Orion asked stepping in. "Seriously why?"
I started him up and down. "Because you can't control life, shit happens you can't stop it and you sure as hell can't fight it. But it happens even when it seems like you can't take anything else. But hockey," I paused almost remising with all my memories at once. "It doesn't matter out on that ice, none of it." The ice had always been my hiding place, my calm from the storm. They weren't going to take that always from me, no one could. Not my Father constant nagging, not my Coach's constant pressures, not even the cold hard fact that no matter what I will never be good enough. The ice doesn't care.
The room remained silent. My eyes still stood on Orion's. He seemed overwhelmed, not the answer he was looking for obviously. "Then let's go play hockey," He finally spoke looking at me. His stare seemed funny. He wanted me to open up and pour my soul out to him. I'd gotten that look from so many teachers. The team started to file out. Me and Orion stood still staring.
"Look I know your excepting some deep bonding moment to come right about now. But what it comes down to is you and the ducks and the people in this school know shit about me. And were keeping it that way. You're on a need to know basis and the only thing you need to know is back the hell off. Got that." I spat at him before passing by.
I got out on the ice and started up with the laps. "Alright teams we're going to start by watching over the tape." Bombay said popping a tape into the TV they had hauled out. He slowly and painfully went over everything, from bad formations to plays gone sideways. Just when I started thinking gouging my own eyes out would be more fun he hit stop.
"Okay I think I've seen enough," he picked up his equipment bag and pulled out a soccer ball. "Alright team, you kept letting the puck slip out of your grasp you didn't even put up a fight." He tossed the ball over to Robertson who looked thoroughly confused.
"Coach we're a hockey team. What do I need a soccer ball for?" He said. Surprisingly brain dead over there had a point.
Bombay went on to explain his theory; it was something about practicing driving the ball up and down without losing it. I saw his mouth moving I could even hear syllables but I don't believe he uttered a single intelligent sentence. Is this guy on crack or what?
He handed everyone a ball before letting us "go at it".
"Hey Connie," I skated up next to her, "You heard the coach, get that padding off let's get at it," I said to her smirking. She slapped me for that one. Not hard considering I'm covered in padding but still it was funny to see her get all red in the face.
"Alright, alright get started Banks you still have a good hour and half and I want you working, you need it."
I gave him a glare before heading throwing my ball on the ice and hitting it around. It was hard seeing that balls aren't really meant for the ice, and it was a lot heavier that a puck I was hitting like three times as hard.
What the hell dose that mean? I need it. They need it not me. I scowled to myself hitting the ball. Conway got directly in front of me his eyes challenging me. I moved the ball back and froth in an inconstant pattern. We skated half of the rink like this before he struck hitting the ball away from me.
PEET The whistle hanging from Orion's mouth went. "That's what were talking about. Banks you let him have it." Apparently I had one hell of a look on my face because Conway backed up a little. I chuckled internally apparently I scared the little Ducky.
"You do realize this is ridicules don't you?" I said waving my hand around the rink. "You're just wasting my time," I said heading off the rink. His hand caught me as I passed.
"I still have a half hour," He glared me hard in the eye.
"Well know you don't." I pushed his hand down and overhand tossed my soccer ball to Bombay. I changed quickly before leaving. I think I slammed every door in the vicinity at least three times. It felt good letting off some steam. I got into my car and sighed.
Home, I was now supposed to go home. I started up the engine and pulled out. Home, doesn't really have a nice ring to it. In fact I was dreading it. Especially with a the big dinner tonight, I swear half of Minnesota social scene will be in my living room chattering while my Grandfather and Father sit around harassing me on something.
Oops, I thought a smile crossing my face I missed my exit. Whatever will I do?
A/n alright that's that. I know it's quit a long one and a little dull but the next chapter should be nice and spicy! Anyway please review!
Hotshell99: Hey there! That more than enough, I love getting you reviews... Aww man your way too sweet, I hope this one as much as the last, I wouldn't want to disappoint!
Gina: AWSOME! Lol, sorry had too, thank you... Either everyone is being way too nice to me lately or I'm getting better. I love hearing from you babe (You gotta be my fav. Reviewer.) Anyway thank you so much, you've really helped me... Okay I gotta go aww now!
Namida: Hey there, I don't think I've heard from you before! HEY! I think we all have those day's there just normally not in the movies or stories. Anyway I hope you like it and to hear from you again!
Natasha Hyatt: Hey there. Papa Banks, lol, dude I really like that. I don't remember if it's this chapter or the next but I did put that in my story, hope that's okay! Anyway I like Adam with a spine too, he's a girly girly push anymore!
Shara2007: Well here's your update. Writers block really sucks! Have fun!