Leavin It On The Ice ch. 5
Elsa's P.O.V.
I'm standing in the middle of 4th P.E. class with a basketball in my hand with Hans standing few inches away from me, ready to smack the ball out of my hand so I would miss my shot. I think that I'm okay in playing basketball but I know that the athlete is way better than me at this game. There's no way that I am going to be able to make this shot with him blocking me from taking it to the hope and everyone else on my team being blocked by everyone on Hans' team. I looked at the score board to see that the score is tied and there's only a few more seconds on the clock before times runs out.
I dribble the ball a little and making my way down the court before taking the shot only for the basketball star to smack the ball back down to the floor. He takes the basketball to down the other side of the court and making a three point shot, breaking our tie. I sigh at our defeat when Eric pats me on the back with a sympatric smile on his face as the rest of the team glares at me as they pass. It's obvious that they're blaming for our loss and I can't say that I disagree with them because it is. Hans' team lifts him onto their shoulders as they parade him around the court as the rest of the class go to the locker-room to change out of their P.E. uniforms.
I'm last one that goes in as all the girls leave for their next period and I quickly change into my regular clothes before walking onto the court. I picked up one of the basketballs to see the basketball star talking to someone that could be considered his father or at least his older brother. I shot the basketball and it sails through the air before going into the hoop. I walked over to pick up the ball when I hear part of Hans' conversation from the other side of the court.
"But Oscar, I won" Hans said frowning.
"So what. You're a Westerguard and we never almost tie with anyone especially some freak that worm her way into this prestigious school as Skyline Academy. You have to outdo everyone and be on top in academics as well as athletics. You have to show everyone that the Westerguard name means something. You're already a disappointment in Father's eyes, little brother" Oscar said like the word brother offended in some way.
"Right. It won't happen again" Hans said through gritted teeth.
"It better not" Oscar said walking away.
I knew that things with between Hans and his family are tense but I didn't know that it was that bad. It makes me bad for the basketball star because he's really under a lot of pressure from his family and I hope that this doesn't hurt him in more ways than one. I know that Hans is a jerk and asshole but he seems lonely in a way and wants to break away from it all. Must be lonely at the top. The basketball star turns to see me standing at the other side of the court before glaring at me.
"What are you looking at, Freak?" Hans asked glaring at me.
"Nothing. Nothing at all" I said turning to face the hop.
"I know that you saw everything that happened with my older brother. You're probably thinking I'm so pathetic that everyone in my family including all of my brothers hates my guts and wishes that I was never born. You don't know shit about me or have a right to judge me" Hans said his eyes burning angrily.
"I don't know anything about or have a right to judge you but I could say the same thing about you. I don't think that you're pathetic, just lonely" I said shrugging my shoulders.
"Psh, I'm not lonely. I have plenty of friends, people falling over themselves to be friends with me, and tons of girls wanting to date me. I ain't lonely and I'm as pathetic as you" Hans sneers.
"Those friends of yours aren't really our friends because they're just with you of your popularity. The same could be about those tons of people as well as those girls" I said shooting the basketball.
I feel myself being forced around before being pushed up against a wall harshly as Hans has fists full of my shirt. He's glaring at me hard but it's not be that he's really mad at. Who that person is, I don't know but I deep down that it isn't me. I am probably pushing my luck right now but I want to help the basketball star even if he doesn't want me to.
"Shut up! You're just a loser and you'll never be worth anything to anyone. Don't preach to me" Hans said glaring at me.
"Who are you mad at, Hans? Why are you so angry? You're angry at me but just taking it out on me. Why?" I asked gently placing my hand on his wrists.
Hans pulls away from me like it burns to have me touch him but instead of anger in his eyes, I see fear and confusion. He paces back and forth for a moment before anger flashes across his face before he gets in my face again.
"Don't try and psychoanalyze me. Never touch me again Freak or I swear that I will end you. Got it?" Hans said jabbing his finger into the side of my head.
He walks away in a huff out of gym and I sigh as I pick up the basketball before putting it with the rest of them. I grab my backpack before leaving the gym to my next period and I couldn't help think that Hans is acting out his frustrations out on me and my friends because of all the stress that his family is putting on him. I don't know a lot about the Westerguard family but I do know that the first twelve brother are huge successes in whatever they decide to go into. All of them went to Skyline Academy and were a big deals on campus while being on top in academies and athletics.
There are plenty of trophies with each brothers' names on at least three of them in the trophy cases here every time I pass one of them. Maybe that's why he's so awful. It's the only way he knows to cope with everything but it still doesn't make it right. Maybe he just needs a real friend to help him. Am I crazy or something? Why should I help the person that torments me on a daily basis and turned most of the school against me? He's part of the reason why Anna never talks to me anymore. Maybe I should let him crash and burn and it wouldn't be any skin off my back.
No, I should at least to help and if he doesn't want to help then I will stop trying but I'm going to need help. The guys aren't to go for this at all but there's no harm in asking right. I waited until after school right before hockey practice to bring this to their attention and lets just say that it didn't go over well.
"HELL TO THE NO!? ARE YOU FUCKING INSANE?!" They yelled in unison.
There was no need to yell but this is the quickest that we have ever same to a consensus about anything. It takes us forever to decided what we want on our pizzas. I rub my ear to stop the ringing before turning to see the guys glaring at me as well as looking at me like I lost my mind and I probably have to be honest. "I just thought that I asked. I think that we should at least try to help him or I should anyways" I said shrugging my shoulders.
"I'm trying to be supportive of you wanting to join the hockey team but this is where I have to put my foot down. Why would you want to help the guy that's making our lives a living hell? Because his family is stressing HIM out!" Eugene said dramatically.
"Elsa, how many basketball have you taken to the head between 4th period and now? How many fingers am I holding?" Eric asked holding three fingers.
"I didn't take anything to the head and you're holding three fingers, Eric but I think I should try to help Hans. If he doesn't want me helping than I'll stop but I should try first" I replied.
"Elsa, we all have your own issues but you don't any of us taking them out on everyone that we come in contact with" Eric said shaking his head.
I looked at Kristoff to see that he's leaning against the barrier with his arms crossed and that he's glaring at the floor. He hasn't said anything in awhile and that's worrying a little because he's usually talking me out of potentially bad ideas. I know that the bear of a boy can't stand the basketball player and I wouldn't ask him to do anything that he doesn't want to. Flynn and Eric picks on the tension in our silent friend and turn to face him fully.
"What are you thinking, Kristoff? You're really quiet over there" Flynn asked looking at Kristoff.
"I'm not helping that son of a bastard. You can do what you want because I'm gonna stop you if this blows up in your face and trust it will. A leopard can't change its spots" Kristoff said frowning.
I open my mouth to say something but all talk is cut short by the arrival of the entire hockey team. Adam walks in first followed by Phillip, Naveen, Shang, Tarzan and Hercules are ridiculously buff with muscles bigger than my head. I know that I'm going to play with these guys instead of against them because I don't think I'll last too long against without having to put a cast on something afterwards.
It's just Kristoff, Flynn, Eric, Jim, Luke and myself and I'm not sure how long the six of them will last against these experienced players but there's a first time for everything. I didn't join the hockey team to back out in fear of getting hurt because I knew what I was risking by trying out last Friday. I have my gear on and stick in hand to hit the ice for serious practicing. The captain walks back and forth in front of us with his arms behind him as he looks each and every one of us in the eyes.
"So you guys are the ones that made it through the try-outs but this doesn't mean you can call yourselves hockey players. Not yet but when I am done with all you, you will be mean, lean hockey playing killing machines. If you want to back now, I wouldn't blame you because I plan to put you through the wringer" Adam said looking Flynn up and down.
It looks like Flynn was ready to pee his pants and I wouldn't blame him if he wanted to quit now. I didn't ask him to join the team so I won't make the former thief stay if he doesn't want to. I know that I always that we shouldn't quit anything we start but this is asking a lot of my friends to do this… by staying. It's okay, Flynn. You can quit. I won't think any less of you if you did. I am hoping that Flynn hears my thoughts but he answers for himself and his answers shocks me and the guys.
"Bring it on, Sir. Throw me your best shot" Flynn said not backing down.
Adam leans before cracking a small half smile as he pats Flynn on the shoulder. He tells us to hit the ice so we could run drills and I check my friend's forehead to see if he's getting sick or possibly going crazy. The former thief chuckles before pushing my hand as we run suicides from side of the rink to the other and if one doesn't make it to the other side in 30secnds, another set is added on. 8 sets were added on because Luke is the slowest one on skates and failed to make it to the other side and I'm sure that the guys wanted to kill him at the point.
We were made to endless pushups before having to do the upwards position for a minute and if anyone drops, we started all of over again before having to hold our sticks over our heads afterwards. I think the hockey team was enjoying our misery because I can't feel my arms at this point. Jack warned me that the first few practices will truly test if you are want this bad enough and I want to this more than anything. I refuse to give up now when I came this far because there's not turning back for me. 2 ½ hours of torture with a few bruises and sore muscles, practice is called to end and the guys as well as myself is ready to drop right where we're standing.
"How was your first practice? Any of you ready to quit yet?" Adam asked raising an eyebrow.
"No Sir, we're not quitting" I said tiredly.
"Does the rest of you agree with Frost?" Adam asked turning to the rest of the guys.
They grunted in agreement and Adam nodded before turning us that he'll see us on Wednesday. I half expect that he was pushing us so hard to see if we were stick together or quit after everything that he puts us together. I turn to see Jim and Eric carry dead asleep Luke out of the rink and towards their dorm room since the two are roommates. I chuckle to myself when Kristoff skates past me and turned to see that he's thinking about something. I sat on the bench next to him as he unties his skates from his feet.
"If you don't want me to this then I won't. You're my friend and you know that I wouldn't do anything to purposely upset you, you know that" I said placing my hand on his back.
"I'm not upset with you. If you want to help the scumbag then that's your business but I don't any part of it" Kristoff said throwing his skates in his duffel bag.
"Kris, I know that you're upset. It's written on your face so why you be honest with me here?" I asked sighing.
"You want me to be honest!? Okay then lets me be honest, I don't want you to help that son of a bitch because all he's done is treat you worst than dirt and bully you at every chance he gets! He doesn't deserve help from anyone because he's nothing but the scum of the earth! I don't understand why you want to help him after the things he's said to you and especially me about what we wear and our families so no I don't want to help him! Is that what you want to hear?!" Kristoff yelled angrily.
I never seen Kristoff so angry before he's always been so easy-going and mellow that I thought nothing that anyone especially Hans could say to get to him but I was wrong. I can't believe that I didn't see it. I pull the bear of a boy by the collar of his shirt and pull him into a hug because I know that nothing that I could ever say will make the anger disappear because he has the right to be angry. Kristoff has a right to feel what he's feeling and I'm a horrible friend for not asking how he felt when he's done get it for me on a number of occasions.
"I'm sorry, Kristoff. I'm so sorry that I never asked you about how you felt" I said rubbing his back.
"It's okay, Elsa" Kristoff said his forehead resting on my shoulder.
"It's not okay, Kris. You've always been there for me when I need you and I failed you the one time that you needed me. I promise that I'll make it to you somehow" I said sighing.
"You didn't fail me, Elsa but I could use more of your Mom's sugar cookie though" Kristoff said smirking.
"I'll see what I can do" I said smiling.
"Awesome sauce" Kristoff said pumping his arm in the air.
End of ch. 5