Enemies From Different Teams-Rewrite

Partie dix-neuf

Shelby's POV

Exiting the locker behind a couple of the boys, some of them had stopped and I ran into the back of Kyler. didn't know why he had suddenly stopped. It made me wonder. I had realised why he had and the others had stopped. We quieted down once seeing Team USA. I didn't see too well, but the word made it's way to the back of the group. Some of the boys were becoming riled up as they were ready to beat the opposing and for good this time. Last time we flunked it and this time, we want to win it. None of us want that to happen again. especially since we stomped all over USA as we said we'd be the ones winning.

Coach turned towards us quietly, Miss Brantford by his side. "Follow me quietly," He spoke, bringing his finger to his lips as a sign of be quiet.

We all entered the rink quietly and followed Coach. Getting in a group, one of their players had kicked the ball over here. USA had gathered together in a bunch, with their Coach and tutor in the front of the group. Miss Brantford stood there with holding Coach Mercier's hockey stick. We celebrated our last game last night. We had our fun and everything, but now, we needed to practice. They were here and must now leave.

I didn't know what to do. We were here, they were there. It's our ice time, not theirs. It was odd having two teams on the ice, especially because there's no game that's about to go down. There will be one in two days time. I stood among the young Canadian hockey players, who were all in their gear and ready to work. Coach did seem a little upset by this because he had sighed dramatically before we entered the rink. USA stood on the other half of the rink quietly, some spoke softly and the other hovered over the shoulders of their teammates to get better look at what was going on.

Danika stood next to me with her arms crossed. Toria was next to her and Bryce was next to Toria, with his arm on her shoulder. He tried to seem all cool, but it wasn't working. Coach picked up their ball after a little while of both teams not staring at one another. After he had grabbed it, he threw it behind us, chucking it further away from the other team. "Hey!" The girl, Connie Moreau, called. She went to come at us when her Coach stopped her. Some of the boys chuckled.

"I believe this our skating time," Coach Mercier spoke with an angered tone. "So, I expect you to get your team off the ice,"

"And your little ducks!" Cameron yelled. Making every one of us laugh. I had shared a couple glances with the other team.

Charlie Conway had spoken up, letting his coach know that they were there for him. "We're not little!" One of their big defenders had said.

"I'd say," Toria scoffed, I laughed and looked at Danika, who smiled and attempted not to smile in return.

"Shut up!"

Danika went to go at one of them when Alex held her back and Coach told her not to bother to. He had a wicked smirk n his face, and knew then that something was abt to go down. "Let's go team," Coach Bombay from the Ducks had spoke.

"Stay, please, and play," Mercier laughed. Miss Brantford handed him his stick and crossed hr arms, glaring at the opposing team's tutor with a plain expression.

Some of those Ducks were squirming around, wanting a piece of us. We were smarter and weren't going to give it them. "What do you want so badly?"

"Three bars. Two goal posts and cross bar,"

Bombay agreed and we all gathered in our two groups. Fairly close, since we all wanted a look at this. I stood in front of the boys with Danika and Toria. We were all about the same height, but the boys weren't kind enough to let us stand up front to see, so, Toria pushed her way up and we joined her.

I kept glancing at the team next to us. I didn't know why, but I was and it was to the same person. I had a decent conversation with some of them, but not all of them know how to be decent. Most of them were friendly, while the other half I either didn't know or they were just as rude as they looked on the outside. especially their Potty mouth leader, which my team hates the most. My team hates all of them in general, excluding Toria and Danika.

Coach took center and started with the puck. He kicked the puck with his foot and took off, dekeing out the other coach. He had instantly hit the goal post with ease. Causing his team to erupt into cheers. "Yeah!"

"Way to show 'em!"

"Canada! Canada!..." We trailed off as Coach Mercier thanked us with a nod. Heading back, the other coach got to start off with the puck. The other coach was able to get surpass Mercier and managed to score. The second time around, Mercier had gotten the puck, and the other coach had stolen the puck quickly, confusing coach. He hit the second goalpost, only needing the crossbar.

"That wasn't even the triple deke," Coach Bombay spoke, cheers from his team started up. He winked and skated back.

USA was cheering like crazy now, wanting their coach to win. The noise level in here was quite loud, both teams cheering on their beloved Coaches. Both teams also wanted to win, to prove the other wrong. I knew that Coach Mercier wouldn't of done this unless he knew he was going to win. Coach had deked and then shoved Bombay to the ground and shot, hitting the crossbar.

Once it was a tied game, we all were cheering and the boys were hitting one another, picking the other up, and punched one another's arms and chests. One went to touch Danika and she turned, slapping them, which obviously didn't hurt, and told them to leave her alone. The opposing team had noticed, and laughed. Riley flipped them off and looked away as Finn scoffed, and Oliver smiled sarcastically towards them, giving them two beautiful fingers as a gift. Their goons wanted a piece of him, knowing it was he who had done some damage to the other's face.

"All right!" I called. "Let's go, Coach!"

"Yeah!" Danika yelled. "Show them what we're made of!"

"Titanium!" Daniel yelled.

The boys got super riled up and were jumping around. Coach Mercier smiled, giving them a thumbs up as he skated back into position. "Let's go, Old Man," He said to Bombay.

Bombay shook his head. He heads off with the puck, faking a left and Coach Mercier followed. He got fooled, and Bombay continued. Coach chased after him, taking the puck back. He rounded the net and headed back to the center. At center once again. He went full force at Bombay, cross checking him to the ground.

"Hey!" USA hollered.

He shot at the second goal post and won it for us. He was smiling and we cheered even louder, making USA feel bad. They helped their coach up and we all gathered in a group, smiling and overly excited about the win. "Get your coach off the ice, USA," Mercier spoke.

Miss Brantford looked a little petrified after what she had seen. She always is worrisome with us. She hates seeing any of us get hit to the ground. She's on the bench, but just groans or gasps every time we get thrown to the ground or something. She's real funny when she does that. She's just protecting the team, she's the mother and Coach is the father. And they seem to have fifteen kids, it's a real nice family. Most of the time.

"Jack," She hissed, looking at USA's coach. "why'd you do that?"

We all took a step back from Coach as Miss Brantford seemed quite angered with Coach. "Relax, he's fine," He told her, setting his hands on her shoulders as he brought her back to the bench. Sh kept ranting on and on about what h had done. We trailed behind and USA had officially left the ice. With them gone, we could now continue forth with our second last practice before our final game in this competition.