Disclaimer: I don't own Degrassi, If I did Cam and Maya would live happily ever after in their matching clover undies. .. Sorry.

"Why can't hockey teams get cheerleaders, cause I would like to see that little thing in a short skirt," Dallas eyed a blonde girl as she passed by him.

Luke sighed, "That, my friend, is the one thing that sucks about being a hockey player."

The hockey team sat in the home bleachers, stuffing their faces with nachos, fries, and other greasy food from the rinks concession stand. The game was seconds from starting, yet the opposing team hadn't made an appearance yet.

Cam stayed silent during this conversation, paying more attention to the chili cheese fries he had in his lap. He wasn't even aware that the attention had been focused on him until Ari tossed a napkin at him. He glared at Ari before looking at the rest of his team mates, "What?"

"I asked you a question but you were to focused on eye fucking those fries to notice," Dallas laughed, causing the rest of the team to join in.

"I wasn't eye fucking the fries," Cam rolled his eyes, "What was the question?" he grumbled, looking everywhere but at his team.

Dallas rolled his eyes, "I said, wouldn't it be nice to see that ice queen of yours out there dancing?"

Cam didn't answer, but found Brooklyn sitting on the bleachers with his family. He smiled before realizing- wait Brooklyn was sitting with his family. That's not acceptable!

But there she sat anyways, changed from her skate costume into jeans and a Toronto Ice Hounds jersey. She turned to whisper something to Carmen and Cam realized that she wasn't wearing just any jersey- but the one with number thirteen plastered on the back and Saunders written clear as day.

"Uh, guys? I'm going to go talk to my dad about.. Something," he stood, "I'll be back in time for the game," he added, to save Dallas the sarcastic comment. Before anyone could protest he was walking up the bleachers and towards his family.

"Hi Campbell Soup!" Carmen was the first to notice his appearance, a smirk on her face.

His mother glanced up from Casper and smiled, "Hi Cam baby. You never told us you had such beautiful girlfriend," she gushed smiling at Brooklyn.

Brooklyn looked up at Cam, her eyes getting wide, "Oh I'm not-"

"She's not-" I started.

"We're not."

"Oh," his mother stated, almost like she was disappointed in Cam. Here was a beautiful girl, whom he obviously knew well, and he hadn't asked her out yet.

Cam bit his bottom lip and glanced at the ground, "Uhm, Brooklyn? Can I talk to you?"

She stood, carefully making her way past people. "Yeah?" she asked, leaning against the wall behind them, "Shouldn't you be preparing yourself for the game?"

He chuckled, "Well I was, but I couldn't help but notice that someone was wearing my jersey," he smiled, his hand on the wall beside her, blocking his families view.

"Yeah, try about half the whole girls in the stadium," she rolled her eyes.

"I wasn't looking at them though."

"Lucky me."

And she leaned forward, and Cam got closer to the moment he was finally waiting for, their lips just seconds from colliding.

"SAUNDERS! Game starts in five!"

Cam sighed and leaned back, glancing over his shoulder at Dallas, "Alright," he rolled his eyes and gave a weak smile to Brooklyn, "I'll see you after the game?"

"Play good," she whispered, kissing his cheek softly before making her way back through the bleachers.

Cam watched her walk back, smiling to himself before walking down to Dallas.

"Saunders, no more distractions. If you want to win this you've got to be focused. That goes for the rest of you. This is our final game of the season, so lets make it count." Dallas held his hand out in the middle, the rest of the team following suit, "ICE HOUNDS!" the team shouted before pumping their fist in the air dramatically.

The team was then split up on the ice, Cam was set to go in on the fourth inning. Dallas, Luke, and Owen were in the whole game. As always. Truthfully, Cam didn't mind sitting on the bench for a few innings. He just hated the three jarhead team members always got the spotlight. By the time the fourth inning came around the Ice Hounds were down by two.

"Saunders, get in here!"

On the ice, the game plan was set. Luke would get the puck and pass it to Owen, who would fake it to Ari but pass it to Cam instead. Cam would then race down what was left of the ice before shooting it to Dallas. Then, swish, nothing but the net. Basically, they'd try all they could to get that clock to run out.

The puck up in the air and smack, right to the ice. The stands were screaming. One side covered in red and black cheering for the Ice Hounds, the other side a clash of blue and purple screaming for the Iceland Seals. But in the end it was Luke who sent the puck soaring down the ice, blocking anyone and everyone who got in his way before passing the puck to Owen.

Now Owens an intimidating guy, so when he got near anyone, they back down instantly. The puck was then faked towards Ari and smacked down the ice at Cam. Cam raced down, hearing nothing but his skates slicing the ice underneath him, the water vaporizing at his touch. He chuckled, as a guy tried to steal the puck from him. Not a chance. He smack the puck with the hockey stick, sending it spiraling towards Dallas.

Ten seconds.

Dallas went to shoot but he was block. There was no way her could make it in.

Nine.

He glanced around, trying to find a way in the net but there was no way.

Eight.

His eyes went over the ice, finding Saunders closest to the net.

Seven.

"Cam! Catch!"

Six.

The puck came soaring back to Cam.

Five.

Cam stood dumbfounded, what was he supposed to do?

Four.

"CAM HIT THE PUCK!"

Three.

Cam finally registered that he had to make the winning goal. Not Dallas, but him.

Two.

Bam, the wooden stick hit the plastic circle hard.

One.

"WE DID IT! WE DID IT!" Luke was yelling, the whole team coming together for a group hug. Dallas was dancing, everyone was screaming. Cam couldn't hear his own thoughts at the excitement. His team, had won the championships and he- he had made the winning goal!

The championship trophy was brought out and handed to the team, it was passed back in forth between screaming members. They'd done it. The Toronto Ice Hounds, a team of high school boys, had won the championship hockey game.

"Campbell, baby, we're so proud of you!''

It was his mom and dad, hugging him tightly. His mom peppering his face with kisses. His dad saying how good it must feel to be a champion. Casper giggling like an idiot at something he couldn't comprehend yet. A sarcastic comment from Carmen, but a hug afterwards. And there she was.

She was just in her tank-top and jeans now, and her hair was pulled up in the highest ponytail. Her smile, it lit up his world like nobody else's. She blushed and looked down, "I was screaming and yelling so much I kind of lost the jersey," she bit her lip on a giggle. "I hope that's okay?"

"Come here," he smiled as she walked towards him. He put his hands on her waist, "Brooklyn, you're beautiful," that was all he said. He slid off his own jersey, now in just a white tee. He slid it over her head and smirked.

She shook her head with a small smile, "I'll never understand you, Campbell Saunders."

"Maybe you don't have to."

And with that, their lips collided together, and sparks flew on that ice.

A/N: So here is chapter two. The next chapter is where Degrassi characters get brought in and some drama will ensue. It was all I could to not have the Ice Hounds break out into 'Getcha Head in the Game' in this.