You, y/n banks are Adam banks daughter. You like to play,watch and do anything that involves with hockey your Dad taught you everything you need to know, Then a kid named Evan and his friend, nick convince you to join their new team, 'the dont bothe...
I wake up and get out of bed. I walk over to my dresser and pick an outfit to wear.
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I put a white puffy jacket over the top because it is freezing outside.
I walk down the stairs and is greeted by my dad messing up my hair.
"Do you have to do that? I worked hard on it." I laughed and hugged him.
"Do you have practice today?" He asks.
"Uh, yeah. In about half an hour. Speaking of, I need to go and pack my bag for it." I run back to my room and grab my uniform and skates and put them in my duffle bag. I run back downstairs and sit down onto of the counter.
I hit my arm on the cupboard door and wince.
"You alright?" My dad asks.
"Uh, yeah." I look down.
"No, you're not. This happened to me when I was your age. Let me see your arm." He says in a stern voice. I sigh and take my jacket off. He unravels the bandage and his eyes go wide.
"What happened? It's all purple and has a massive bump." He looks at it carefully.
"This girl knocked me over on the ice real hard." I say as he gets cream.
"This should dial down the pain for a bit." He rubs this cream on my arm and bandages it up again. "Hold this hockey stick and rotate it." He passes me my hockey stick.
I put it in my hand and can't rotate it. I drop it to the ground and sigh.
"Y/n, I can't let you skate." He lifts me up and places me on the floor.
"But, dad, I can. I'm fine." I tell him.
"Fine, but if it gets any worse, I forbid it." He puts the cream in my duffle bag and gives it to me. "You don't wanna be late." He opens the door.
"Bye dad." I leave.
~At the Ice Palace~
Everyone is skating and playing ice hockey whilst I walk in. I go to the locker room and get into my uniform. I walk out onto the ice and start skating.
"All right, all right, pass to Sofi. Go, Sofi." Alex says as Sofi grunts.
"I don't want to be mean, but wasn't she way better on the Ducks?" Lauren tells me and Maya.
"Yeah, well I don't care." I say.
"It's like trying to get a hot guy to ask you out, and then he finally does, and you look at him and realize he's not that hot." Maya notes.
"Screw Sofi." I moan and skate away.
The girls look at me and shrug.
"Hola." Logan says to me.
"Hola, cómo estás en este buen día?" I reply. (I'm sorry if that's wrong. I don't do Spanish so I used google translator.)
(It says, Hello, how are you on this fine day?)
"Yeah, um I only know Hola. I don't do Spanish." He chuckles. "What did you say?" He asks.
"It doesn't matter." I nudge him in which he falls over.
I laugh at him and skate away.
"Come back here! Help me!" He shouts.
"Nope!" I answer back.
"Get your ass back here y/n!" He yells and I ignore him.
"I'm gonna come and get you." He says.
"Yeah? Well first you gotta learn to skate." I giggle and skate away to the locker room.
I walk into the locker room and the door slams shut. I run to it and try to open it.
"Hey, Let me out!" I yell and bang on the door.
"Not until you tell us what is happening between you and Logan." Maya and Lauren appear behind me.
"For the last time, nothing is happening! We are just friends!" I sit down on the bench.
"I don't believe that for one second but okay." Maya says and they open the door.
"Thank you." I walk out with my stuff.
"You wanna have a sleepover?" Lauren asks me and Maya.
"Sure." We both shrug.
"See ya later!" I walk out.
~At your house~
"Dad, can I have a sleepover with my friends Maya and Lauren?" I ask as I enter the house and take my shoes off.
"Of course, wanna have it here?" He questions.
"Yes, thank you." I run up to him and hug him.
I sprint up to my room and take my phone out. I text Maya and Lauren on our groupchat.
You;
Hey guys.
Maya😎 ;
Hey Y/n.
Lauren 😛 ;
Hi.
You;
You guys wanna have the sleepover at my house? At 7?
