I woke up to knocking at my window. I jump from my bed and open my blinds to see Connie standing there. I open the window and she jumps into my room.

You: hey babes
Connie: stop calling me babes!
You: umm. No.
Connie: I bet you wished you could call cake eater that.
You: Connie for the last time I do not like Banks in any way shape or form.
Connie: ugh! You would be so cute together!
You: he's from the hawks Connie.
Connie: but he's cute.
You: no he's not
Connie: but you would be so cuteeeeee

She falls onto my bed in a huff and I grab leggings and a hoodie.

You: come on Connie we're gonna be late.
Connie: what are they gonna do without you anyways. Goldberg can't save, non of them can stay on there feet, and Charlie well he's spazway.
You: they are all amazing in there own ways now let's go.

She groans and I pull her to my feet before running out the door and grabbing my hockey bag from my garage. Connie follows grabbing hers from outside my window. We walk leisurely until we get to the ice and I automatically get exited and run to the bench throwing my skates on quickly. I skate onto the ice and grab a puck before shooting across the ice into the net and Goldberg jumps out of the way.

Goldberg: that almost hit me!
You: It's supposed to!

I roll my eyes before skating around when I hear a vehicle pull onto the ice. I turn around to see a Limo there. Some guy walks in a suit with his hair perfectly slicked. We all stake in front of him.

Jesse: ya dude, you obviously on the wrong side of the hood. This is my domain.
You: ours!
Jesse: whatever Sinclair. This a drug free zone you understand. We ain't buying nothin. I'm feeling generous today. So imma let you get your sorry vanilla booty outta here. Before we be using your eyeballs and hockey pucks.

We all start laughing and I roll my eyes at how Jesse is acting.

"Thanks bro, but I'm not going home till I take care of business"
Averman: he's got a gun

They all slowly start skating back and I stand there. As if this man was dumb enough to bring a gun to public property in front of other witnesses. He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a peice of paper folded up.

"District five pee wee hockey team. I'm Gordon Bombay your new coach."

Everyone besides me starts laughing.

You: shut up guys!

They all quiet down.

You: he's obviously here for a reason no coach has ever wanted to be here voluntarily before.

Nobody believes him so he starts naming us off of the roster.

Coach: Now here's the long of the short of it. I hate hockey and I don't like kids.
Goldberg: then there's no reason of being here. Coach.
Coach: look I'm sure this will be a great binding experience. Maybe one day you'll write about it in jail.
You: ok then mr. Law firm.
Coach: is there a goalie?
Goldberg: only for a little while I'm moving back to Philly.
Coach: thank you for sharing
Goldberg: no problem
Coach: all right, get out on the ice and show me what you've got.
Averman: just so you know we really suck.
Coach: I'll decide who sucks around here.

We all skate off and the puck drops and 5 people all go for it which end up with them all falling. So I skate in and take it jumping over Averman and shooting right at the top corner. Everyone starts skating around and falling everywhere so I take it and do my signature slap shot which just like usual Goldberg moves away from. I continue to do this pretty much playing by myself attempting to pass it to my teammates.

Coach admires the one girl who can actually play and is for all interested on how she is on this team. He watches as she fires shots from across he ice with perfect aim and does fancy footwork. She's pretty much playing the game by herself but at least she attempts to pass it to other people.

I watch as Connie skates up to the coach and the rest of the team joins moments later. I stay and practice my shooting when someone comes behind me. Expecting it to be someone on my team I turn around to see the one and only Adam Banks.

You: what do you want cake-eater
Adam: wow already with the insults usually it's takes a couple minutes.
You: get off the ice Banks
Adam: why?
You: because I'm not in the mood for your bickering
Adam: awh are you scared that we're gonna beat you guys tomorrow.
You: actually I'm not scared of that I know my team isn't the greatest but at least we're actually friends not a bunch of stuck up daddy's money kids.
Adam: ouch! Your extra today Sinclair.
You: look I'm not in the mood for this conversation so please leave.
Adam: what's wrong with you?
You: for a matter of fact we have a new coach and he's a asshole plus my team can barely stay on there feet and I am the only one who knows how to shoot. So not that I've answered your question get off the ice.
Adam: well I'll see you tomorrow. Have fun with your coach.

He says sarcastically and I roll my eyes watching as he walks away. Until I hear a bunch of noise and I see everyone on top of the limo banging on it. I roll my eyes and continue skating around. I hear the noise and the limo starts driving on the ice. This goes on for a couple minutes until Charlie's mom storms onto the ice. I watch as she yells at the coach and walks away. I skate over to all of them.

Charlie: coach are you gonna be at the game tomorrow?
Coach: by order of the State of Minnesota. Ya

Charlie walks off leaving the rest of us and the Coach walks into his limo which drives away. I stay and watch everyone slowly leave. I stay in the bench hitting the puck around with my stick until I hear someone.

"Boo!"

I jump up and turn around revealing Adam.

You: I thought I told you to leave
Adam: and I did but then came back with my skates.
You: ok then there should be a puck somewhere have fun.

I say untying my skates until a stick comes in contact softly with my hands and I look up.

You: what could you possibly want now?
Adam: I came so I could join you
You: look Banks I don't know what your trying to do but it's not working.
Adam: come on first to 3 goals. You win you go home. I win you stay.

God he knows about me and a challenge.

You: fine. But you don't know what your in for.
Adam: ya right your team doesn't have a name.
You: and your team doesn't even have structure.
Adam: ooo got me there.
You: I know.

I flip my hair sarcastically with my ungloved hand and I hear him laugh a little bit. I grab a puck and stand beside him.

Adam: ladies first.
You: oh wow so kind.

I say sarcastically before skating backwards slowly before pivoting and doing a couple cross overs before pulling the puck between my legs and shooting a backhand. Adam tries to hide his smile before skating and doing a nice wrist shot. I follow with a wrist shot to top left corner. He does a one handed shot and it slides right it.

Adam: one more and you win.
You: thanks for the reminder cake-eater.

I say sarcastically before standing getting ready for my slap shot.

Aden: well are you gonna go?
You: just wait.

I wind up and take a hard slap shot hitting the netting and bouncing all the way back to the other side of the ice near Adam's feet.

You: goodbye Banks. Oh and don't tell anyone about this encounter.
Adam: I won't my team would kill me
You: they should definitely consider it.

I hear him scoff and I give him a innocent smile before turning and walking back home seeing my mom in the kitchen making dinner.

Mom: Charlie stopped by asking where you were
You: oh?
Mom: I though practice was still going why were you out so late?
You: Adam decided to show up.
Mom: Adam's such a nice boy you should hang out with him more often.
You: my team would kill me.
Mom: I'm sure they'd be fine.
You: oh are you, dad, and Kevin coming to my game tomorrow.
Mom: we wouldn't miss it for the world. Kevin's in his room playing with his cars.
You: ok I'm going to change

I walk upstairs and change into clean clothes before walking into my little brothers room.

Kevin: Savvy!

He stands up and jumps into my arms.

You: hey Kev.

He smiles and I set him down before playing cars with him. I hear my mom call our names so I grab Kevin's hand and we both walk downstairs to see my dad at the dinner table.

Kevin: Daddy!

He screeches and runs to hug my dad. I walk over and and hug him too.

Dad: now let's eat everyone.

We all sit down and eat before watching a movie together and afterwards I go upstairs to my room. I sit in my bed finishing up my homework when my bedroom window opens.

You: hey Connie
Connie: hey Sav.

She drags her hockey bag in threw my window as well before dropping it on the floor.

You: sleeping over?
Connie: yes ma'am

She sits on my bed and I take off my flannel that I was wearing over my crop top revealing my giant bruise on my back that I got from our last game.

Connie: Oh my god Savannah
You: what!
Connie: your back are gonna be able to play?
You: ya the doctor says it's fine unless I don't take to much of a hit.
Connie: we're playing the hawks are you sure
You: ya I'll be fine.
Connie: who have you told about that? I saw you and Adam talking. I hope you didn't tell him about that he's gonna tell all his cake eater friends.
You: I've only told you and Charlie I'm sure the rest of the team knows based on the hit.
Connie: I'll beat up anyone who hurts you.

I laugh before checking the time.

You: shut Connie we need to go to sleep it's 1am
Connie: oops

I giggle before she climbs into my bed with me and lays down facing away from me. Eventually I fall asleep.