Chapter 3

"Dude what happened to you? You look like you just returned from the land of the dead." Portman said when I walked into the locker room that morning.

"Whatever." I said keeping my hand in front of my face.

"Whats wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Sure?"

"Yes now leave me the hell alone." I growled opening my locker. Pulling on all of my gear I asked myself why I was even still here. I could be doing better things. Like getting stoned. Ahh I miss that.

Wait it's only been like 2 hours since I crashed. Oh well.

I skated out onto the ice almost falling over. Oh well. Nobody will notice. And if they do the won't care.

That's when the whistle blew.

"Reed! Come here." Orion barked.

Sigh. What now? He couldn't have noticed already.

"Yeah coach?" I said skating up to him.

"Why were you swerving?"

"I've never been the best skater that's all."

"Alright. But you need to work on that." He barked.

I knew nobody would care.