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the puck started at centre ice with peter and guy at either side. we all dived for the puck and somehow we all ended up in a pile.

"ew get off of me," i shouted as charlie fell right on top of me.

the whole team got back up and passed the puck between each other as averman stood to the side and began his commentating.

"the pete-meister, mr rabble-rouser, passing the puck over to the ice queen athena, the enforcer."

"oh it's the connie-meister the velvet hammer," me and connie looked at eachother and skated towards averman pushing him down as we made our way to speak with the new coach.

"hiya coach im connie and this is athena, do you play?" connie asked as soon as we stopped infront of our new coach.

"no," he replied back bluntly "so what's our record anyway?" he questioned straight after.

"0 and 9," connie replied.

"one was pretty close though, we only lost by five and i almost scored a goal too" i followed up. bombay's faced changed to one of disappointment and one of annoyance as the rest of the group skated over.

"so what do we do now... coach?" i heard jessie ask but i tuned out of the conversation as i bent down to tie my skates.

as i stood up i saw peter fall onto the ice after demonstrating what happened to our old coach we all began laughing as guy helped him up.

"all right look. i got make a phone call. keep scrimmaging. you, you, you, you and you against you four," he spoke with a bored look on his face while pointing at us.

"we got names you know," goldberg spoke up from the back of the group.

"i'm sure you do and i bet they're very nice names. i might even learn them. for now, i'll be in my office. oh and if you need anything, fax me," bombay spoke with a chuckle as he got into the limo.

me and charlie made eye contact with a shocked look on our faces but mine quickly turned into a smirk.

just before everyone skated away i shouted "come on guys we aren't gonna let him treat us like dirt."

the rest of the team circled round the limo as i shouted "one, two, three charge!" as we all jumped on the limo and began rocking it.

bombays face grew red and angry as we didn't stop no matter how much he shouted.

i jumped off the limo and opened the door to the limo as everyone began to climb in, i took a seat next to charlie on the floor leaning against averman's legs.

just as i got comfortable everyone started chanting "we wanna ride, we wanna ride!"

he gave in straight away annoyed by all of us "take 'em for a spin, anything!"

we all began cheering but as soon as it started it stopped as charlie's mom ran infront of the limo.

"all right, out! everybody out of the car right now" charlie's mom shouted as soon as she opened the car door.

les was out of the limo first so he offered me his hand to help me out, as soon as we got out we skated towards our hockey stuff sprawled on the ice.

charlie's mom was arguing with bombay but i was too far away to listen, i was taking off my skates and changing into my trainers knowing my dad would be here to pick me up any minute.

"sorry my mom ruined it guys," charlie spoke before walking off and following his mom.

"it's okay charl, see you later," i spoke out just as i looked over my shoulder to see my dads jeep pull up.

"that's my dad, see you later guys," i spoke as i grabbed my hockey bag, a choruses of "bye" and "see you laters" were heard from the team.