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"my little brother russ here has been telling me that you have been choking big time," a tall boy spoke from next to russ.

"we'll your brothers got a big mouth," jesse said from beside me.

"uh-oh," someone said from behind us as russ' team began death staring us.

"he does doesn't he," he said as they all began laughing, some of our team letting out a sigh of relief.

"we thought we'd call you all too see what you got," russ' older brother said.

"we know you can talk to the press and sign photographs and stuff," russ said to us.

"we can do more than that," luis said.

"oh yeah? we can teach you how to play like the real team USA."

"what would you know about it?" dean asked.

"come on then let's go," i said, grabbing my skates putting them on along with my pads.

i was sat on the bench after just coming out of the game.

"you gotta earn every inch!" russ' brother shouted as dean got checked into the fence.

"woohoo come on guys!" i shouted cheering them on.

adam came out of the match, high-fiving me as i got back into the game.

"hey, ain't no whistles out here either. you keep digging until you score that goal!" he shouted as russ scored a goal.

"and then you take a few breathes, slug some water and get out there and do it again," russ told us as he passed the water bottle to charlie who followed his actions.

i got the puck off of their team mates while checking them into the fence and scoring a goal.

"yes!" i shouted as everyone congratulated me, russ and his team looked shocked at a girl enforcer. i just smiled at them and skated off.

"don't just stand there, come and get it," he taunted luis.

"don't mind if i do," luis said taking the puck and skating towards the goal. after he scored he went straight in the fence.

"hey, hey, hey just use the brakes baby," one of the boys told him helping him up.

"i can teach you how to stop if you want," i said to luis as he joined me on the bench.

"thank you, i need to learn," he said with a laugh.

i was watching as fulton made his shot which bounced off the goal and smashed a man's car window. i let out a laugh at fulton's face but charlie asked for it back.

my mouth hung open as i watched russ shoot his famous 'knuckle puck' once charlie passed the puck back into the game.

"wow that was good," i said patting him on the back as i skated past him.

we played for hours, them giving us tips on how to play like a good team and russ' older brother teaching kenny how to defend himself.

"guys we need to go!" charlie shouted after checking the time.

"thank you," i said to russ and his team and everyone walked down to the bus, "you guys are good and russ i hope to see you on team USA one day you rocked it out there," fist pumping him as i picked up my bag and began walking to the bus.

"all right, you guys, go get them," russ' team shouted from above us.

"all right! play hard!" they all shouted.

just as i was about to walk on the bus i heard my name being shouted "hey bates! do me a favour, kick icelands ass for me and i hope your eye gets better soon!" russ' brother shouted at me.

"don't worry i will! thank you i hope to see you soon!" i said jumping on the bus waving at them through the window.

we made it to the rink and began getting changed. mid way getting changed i felt my phone vibrate seeing my dads pop up on the top.