"The Problem With Scooter" a story co-written by Emmy and Allie
This chapter was written by Emmy!
Charlie's POV .
"Dammit Charlie! Stop fidgeting your making me nervous!" said Russ who was sitting next to me in the locker room as we awaited coach Orion to came and give us a pre-game pep-talk.
I would stop fidgeting, but I can't help it. I am excited about this game, and when I am excited I fidget like crazy. We are playing the Blake Bears again, and this time I am not going to let them embarrass us like the last time. No way, this time we won't screw up.
"How you doing' Jules? Ready to dominate?" I made a pathetic attempt to start up a conversation. I really like Julie and sometimes I get nervous and don't know what to say. That's when dumb stuff like 'ready to dominate' comes out. I hope she doesn't think I am a total loser.
She grins though, which I take as a good sign.
"Sure Charlie." She looks amused. This could be a good or bad thing.
It could mean that she thinks I am funny, and that she might like me. Or she could just think I am a crazy hockey obsessed fool. I really hope it isn't the latter. Things have been extra difficult on me since she started dating Scooter after the JV/Varsity showdown. I feel like I have to work twice as hard for her attention now.
"Okay team that's it, now get on the ice and play hard." Some one knocked my knees and my head shot up. "What about the pep talk?" I ask nobody in particular.
"That was it Charlie." Replied Goldberg. "Weren't you listening?"
"Sure." I lied.
"You feeling' okay Charlie-man?" asked Russ.
"Yup Russ, just peachy."
The game started out fast and furious. Blake's forward knocked down Averman right away and made a beeline for Julie. C'mon Julie don't let him faze you.
"- And number 57 Carner zooms toward the goal, he shoots... and big save for Gaffney-" That Josh announcer kid is really annoying. But yay for Catlady!
"Go Julie!" I yell from my seat on the bench.
"Obvious much Conway?"
"Eat me Banks."
"No thank you."
"Conway, Germaine change it." Orion ended our little pow-wow. Guy and I took Russ' and Fulton's spots on the ice.
Blake was in possession and heading toward goal. Dwayne managed to steal the puck with some of his fancy cowboy moves and passed it to Averman; who took off for the Bears' zone. He faked and passed it to me and I shot. The goalie tapped it out then Guy came and nudged it in.
YES! The buzzer sounded as we piled on Guy to congratulate him. It was 1-0 after the first period. Not too shabby if you ask me.
"- and Germaine makes the goal with an assist from Conway right before the buzzer sounds-" After a quick drink and a short talk (which I paid attention to this time) we were back on the ice.
Adam took the face off this time. Guy and I are wings again, and Connie and Goldberg are on defense.
Blake's forward is huge. He towers over Adam and is giving him a death glare. I could tell that Adam was trying to put up a brave face, but that this guy was making him nervous. Not that I blame him but I hope that he can keep his head in the game. The whistle blew and Blake's forward shoved Adam hard on to the ice and took the puck. As he approached the goal he deked twice and passed it to one of his teammates who scored.
"-Ouch, that's gotta hurt, the Blake Bears sneak one in past Gaffney. Let's hope we don't have a replay of the Ducks' last game against Blake-" That Josh kid is going to find himself staring at the inside of his locker if I hear another smart-ass comment from him.
Feeling fired up with vengeance against Blake because of that last goal; I took the face off with Dwayne and Luis on my sides and Connie and Guy on defense.
I won the face off and passed it to Dwayne, who lost it to Blake. Guy knocked the Blake player down and passed the puck to Connie, who passed it to me. I gave it to Luis who flew down the ice. Just as Luis was about to shoot the same huge Blake guy hooked him; and sent him sprawling down on the ice.
"-Yikes, number 22 Luis Mendoza is viscously hooked as he approaches Blake's goal. The Bear's are sure gonna pay for that one-"
"Foul!" I yelled. There's no way they can't call him on that. Sure enough the ref. put him in the box, and we scored again during the power play.
The score is now 2-1 in our favor. Neither team scored the rest of the period. There was just a lot of pointless passing and icing the puck. This was basically a waste of our time.
In the locker room between the periods Orion yelled at us saying that we were being lazy the last half of the period and that scoring one goal doesn't give us an excuse to be lazy.
When the third period begun Ken, Averman, Goldberg, Portman, and Fulton were on the ice and ready to make up for our slacking off during the last period.
I didn't pay much attention to the game play during the rest of the game. I was to busy watching her. She moves very gracefully as she blocks the shots being fired at her. Almost like it is a second nature to her; which it probably is by now.
Toward the very end Fulton blasted one last shot past Blake's goaltender, bringing the final score to 3-1. We had really shown Blake this time.
Well here it is...Emmy's and mine brain child that has been devouring all our free time (and class time) for the past...counts...3 weeks. So I (being Allie) have the honor of writing the first A/N but I'll get Emmy to do the next one...And I must say that Emmy worked her tail off on this chapter ...and she deserves all the praise for coaxing me out of my writer's block by leaving me nice little trail of jelly beans...so be nice and review or I'll have my minions of doom attack you! (Cue: evil laughing) Allie
If you liked this chapter go read Emmy's other fics! Her pen-name is Emily Henson.
This chapter was written by Emmy!
Charlie's POV .
"Dammit Charlie! Stop fidgeting your making me nervous!" said Russ who was sitting next to me in the locker room as we awaited coach Orion to came and give us a pre-game pep-talk.
I would stop fidgeting, but I can't help it. I am excited about this game, and when I am excited I fidget like crazy. We are playing the Blake Bears again, and this time I am not going to let them embarrass us like the last time. No way, this time we won't screw up.
"How you doing' Jules? Ready to dominate?" I made a pathetic attempt to start up a conversation. I really like Julie and sometimes I get nervous and don't know what to say. That's when dumb stuff like 'ready to dominate' comes out. I hope she doesn't think I am a total loser.
She grins though, which I take as a good sign.
"Sure Charlie." She looks amused. This could be a good or bad thing.
It could mean that she thinks I am funny, and that she might like me. Or she could just think I am a crazy hockey obsessed fool. I really hope it isn't the latter. Things have been extra difficult on me since she started dating Scooter after the JV/Varsity showdown. I feel like I have to work twice as hard for her attention now.
"Okay team that's it, now get on the ice and play hard." Some one knocked my knees and my head shot up. "What about the pep talk?" I ask nobody in particular.
"That was it Charlie." Replied Goldberg. "Weren't you listening?"
"Sure." I lied.
"You feeling' okay Charlie-man?" asked Russ.
"Yup Russ, just peachy."
The game started out fast and furious. Blake's forward knocked down Averman right away and made a beeline for Julie. C'mon Julie don't let him faze you.
"- And number 57 Carner zooms toward the goal, he shoots... and big save for Gaffney-" That Josh announcer kid is really annoying. But yay for Catlady!
"Go Julie!" I yell from my seat on the bench.
"Obvious much Conway?"
"Eat me Banks."
"No thank you."
"Conway, Germaine change it." Orion ended our little pow-wow. Guy and I took Russ' and Fulton's spots on the ice.
Blake was in possession and heading toward goal. Dwayne managed to steal the puck with some of his fancy cowboy moves and passed it to Averman; who took off for the Bears' zone. He faked and passed it to me and I shot. The goalie tapped it out then Guy came and nudged it in.
YES! The buzzer sounded as we piled on Guy to congratulate him. It was 1-0 after the first period. Not too shabby if you ask me.
"- and Germaine makes the goal with an assist from Conway right before the buzzer sounds-" After a quick drink and a short talk (which I paid attention to this time) we were back on the ice.
Adam took the face off this time. Guy and I are wings again, and Connie and Goldberg are on defense.
Blake's forward is huge. He towers over Adam and is giving him a death glare. I could tell that Adam was trying to put up a brave face, but that this guy was making him nervous. Not that I blame him but I hope that he can keep his head in the game. The whistle blew and Blake's forward shoved Adam hard on to the ice and took the puck. As he approached the goal he deked twice and passed it to one of his teammates who scored.
"-Ouch, that's gotta hurt, the Blake Bears sneak one in past Gaffney. Let's hope we don't have a replay of the Ducks' last game against Blake-" That Josh kid is going to find himself staring at the inside of his locker if I hear another smart-ass comment from him.
Feeling fired up with vengeance against Blake because of that last goal; I took the face off with Dwayne and Luis on my sides and Connie and Guy on defense.
I won the face off and passed it to Dwayne, who lost it to Blake. Guy knocked the Blake player down and passed the puck to Connie, who passed it to me. I gave it to Luis who flew down the ice. Just as Luis was about to shoot the same huge Blake guy hooked him; and sent him sprawling down on the ice.
"-Yikes, number 22 Luis Mendoza is viscously hooked as he approaches Blake's goal. The Bear's are sure gonna pay for that one-"
"Foul!" I yelled. There's no way they can't call him on that. Sure enough the ref. put him in the box, and we scored again during the power play.
The score is now 2-1 in our favor. Neither team scored the rest of the period. There was just a lot of pointless passing and icing the puck. This was basically a waste of our time.
In the locker room between the periods Orion yelled at us saying that we were being lazy the last half of the period and that scoring one goal doesn't give us an excuse to be lazy.
When the third period begun Ken, Averman, Goldberg, Portman, and Fulton were on the ice and ready to make up for our slacking off during the last period.
I didn't pay much attention to the game play during the rest of the game. I was to busy watching her. She moves very gracefully as she blocks the shots being fired at her. Almost like it is a second nature to her; which it probably is by now.
Toward the very end Fulton blasted one last shot past Blake's goaltender, bringing the final score to 3-1. We had really shown Blake this time.
Well here it is...Emmy's and mine brain child that has been devouring all our free time (and class time) for the past...counts...3 weeks. So I (being Allie) have the honor of writing the first A/N but I'll get Emmy to do the next one...And I must say that Emmy worked her tail off on this chapter ...and she deserves all the praise for coaxing me out of my writer's block by leaving me nice little trail of jelly beans...so be nice and review or I'll have my minions of doom attack you! (Cue: evil laughing) Allie
If you liked this chapter go read Emmy's other fics! Her pen-name is Emily Henson.