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First Game

The rest of the summer was a blur to me. It was the sane damn thing everyday: training sessions and scrimmages. By the time school started I was exhausted and was finally able to have a little time off to rest. To make things worse, I got some type of message everyday from my stalker. He was everywhere I went. He knew everything I did and he made sure that I knew that he knew.

School had been back in for two weeks when our first game came around. It was to be on the road against the Blake Bears.

"Ready?" Riley asked me in the locker room before the game.

"I guess I am as ready as I ever will be." I answered.

"You had better be. Blake is the number two ranked team in the state." Cole told me as he sat down next to me.

"Who is number one?" I asked and immediately wished that I hadn't.

Riley slapped the back of my head. "Who do you think? We are idiot."

I shook my head in embarrassment. How in the hell could I not know that we were the number one team in the state? "Oh. Right. I knew that."

"Whatever man. You better get your head together. We had better not lose because of you." Riley told me as he walked away.

"Great." I told myself. "More pressure." I shook my head and headed out to the ice to warm up.

My stomach turned in naughts as I watched the time on the clock tick down. By the time the game started, I wanted to throw up. I took deep breaths, trying to calm my nerves. By the time the everyone was on the ice for the first face off, I was ready to pass out.

I watched nervously as the ref dropped the puck and Riley easily won the first face off. He quickly glided up the ice as Cole kept the other players off of him. Riley got off a clean shot on net, but the Blake goalie easily made the stick save. Before I knew what was happening, the puck was on my end of the ice and in the back of the net. I had a feeling this was going to be a long season. It was one minute into the season and I had already given up a goal.

I watched Riley give me a dirty look as Cole took the next face off. I wondered what he had meant earlier when he told me that I had better not lose this game for them. I didn't want to find out. I came back to reality just in time to see the puck come flying at my head. I stuck my glove out in the air and closed my eyes. I didn't hear the siren go off, so I figured everything was okay. I opened my eyes and looked down to see the puck lying in front of me. I quickly covered it up, making it my very first save.

After getting the first save out of the way, I calmed down. I managed to get by the rest of the period without giving up a goal. Riley had scored on a breakaway and we headed into the second period tied with the Bears. Riley took the first face off in the second period and easily won it. A few quick passes resulted in an open shot for Jake Johnson. Jake put the puck top shelf into the back of the net. I couldn't have done it better myself. Jake's goal brought on a string of goals for us and we entered the third period leading 5-1.

The third period was an interesting one, it was the first time I had ever saw one player send another to the hospital. I almost felt sorry for the Blake player when Cole slammed him into the boards with so much force that the kid's mask broke. From what I could tell, the kid hit his head hard, and was bleeding. They were taking him in, just to be sure that he was okay and probably for a few stitches. The rest of the period was quiet and we easily won the game.

Afterwards, I felt proud of myself for only giving up one goal to the number two team in the state. It was then that I could tell how far I had came since that first day at practice. "Good game Scooter." Riley complemented me as he came into the locker room.

"What did I tell you?" Coach Wilson asked as he followed Riley in. "I told you Riley's uncle would make turn you into a goalie. You got off to a Rocky start, but you turned things around. How did it feel son?"

"Good." I answered, smiling. I zoned out Coach Wilson's after game speech. The only part I caught was the part about practice being at noon the next day.

After a quick shower, I got dressed and headed out of the arena. I was alone and had just rounded the corner when a car came out of nowhere. It was headed right for me and I was barely able to move out of the way before getting hit. The car sped away, as people who had heard the commotion started gathering around me. I took a deep breath, as I realized that was probably my stalker and I didn't have the sense to get the license plate number.

I made my way to my dorm and I found yet another note waiting for me.

Scooter/Gunnar,

I may have missed you this time, but I won't miss the next time. You had better be watching your back boy.

P.S. Nice game. You won't have that many more.

I crumbled the note up in my hand and threw it in the trash. This was really starting to get old. He may not end up killing me, but he will certainly end up driving me crazy.

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