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that's how the team landed on an old court, standing in front of a bunch of russ's friends. russ and another boy stood in front of their group, while jesse and arabella stood in the front of theirs.

"my little brother russ has been telling me that you've been choking big time," the boy next to russ said. arabella took note of that, 'taunting kids name is russ.'

"well your brothers got a big mouth."

most of the team backed away, assuming the worst. but russ's brother just looked down at russ, who grinned back up at him. "he does, doesn't he?"

"we thought we'd call you all to see what you got."

"we know you can talk to the press and sign autographs."

arabella rolled her eyes. "don't forget getting beaten up by iceland giants."

luis didn't take that, and he spoke up. "we can do more than that."

"yeah? we can teach you to play like the real team u.s.a."

dean, who was still mad about earlier, stepped up next to jesse. "and what would you know about it?"

the boys looked at each other, and arabella knew something would happen to dean. the game started, and almost immediately, dean got smashed into the fence, making arabella laugh.

"you gotta earn every inch!" russ's brother told him, as he skated off to continue playing. arabella had to admit, these boys knew how to play. this was one of the most fun games she had while at the goodwill games.

after a few minutes of shoving and skating, the street hockey players scored, making them cheer. arabella realized that they really knew what they were doing, and they were fun.

arabella took a faceoff, and winked at the winger from the other team. "hey handsome."

this distracted him, and jesse passed her the puck. it was something they did whenever they were on the same line. they would come up with a code word, and when either of them would call it out, arabella knew to flirt with the other player, then jesse would pass the puck to her. arabella skated past the other team and scored in the metal bin that acted like a goal net.

the team cheered, and the other winger came up to her. "hey, nice strategy. i'm luke."

kenny noticed the boy talking to arabella as he went to go play, and he couldn't help but feel a little jealous. he saw arabella laugh and say bye to the boy after talking for a little bit. she went to the bench and sat with dwayne, who was grinning.

the next play, russ scored a goal, commentating his own actions. he grabbed a water bottle from his teammate before skating over to the team. "you take a few breaths, slug some water, and get out there and do it again!"

he threw the water bottle towards charlie, who took it and drank some water himself. charlie skated out and joined the play, making the team cheer for him.

"let's go spazway!" arabella cheered. charlie looked back at her and smiled, happy she was talking to him again. she smiled back, and watched as luis took the puck from behind russ's brother, skating towards the goal.

he scored, but he was skating so fast that even if he knew how to stop, he wouldn't be able to. he crashed into the fence, and someone from russ's team went up to him to help him up. "hey, hey, hey, use the brakes, baby!"

a few minutes later, fulton got the puck, and arabella knew something bad was going to happen. he wound up to shoot, but the puck hit the outside of the goal, and went over the fence. then, it hit a car window.  

"nice job, weedy reedy, who's gonna pay for that?" arabella called out from the bench, making him glare at her. of course, she only blew a kiss back. 

charlie called for the puck as the owner of the car walked out. he threw the puck into the court, calling it an "alley oop". 

arabella laughed at this, and kenny smiled. 

charlie got the puck after it flew through the air, and scored it a second later. they continued playing, when arabella saw russ getting ready to shoot. he stopped, and everyone watched as he shot the puck. it seemed to go up and down, and arabella watched in amazement. 

the street hockey boys cheered for him, acting as if it was just another goal. fulton and arabella skated up to russ. "what kinda shot was that?"

"you could go famous for it!" arabella cheered, and russ grinned. 

"ah, you like that, huh? that's my knucklepuck. it's hard to be accurate, but it drives goalies crazy."

arabella laughed as fulton skated off, and she skated with russ to the bench. "i'm not kidding, post a video of that or something and you could get a whole sponsorship."

he laughed, and arabella skated off as she watched kenny take the puck, jumping over players and ducking under some. "let's go kenny!"

he passed it to dwayne, who scored. arabella cheered for the two, but stopped and got up after she saw russ's brother go towards a cheering kenny. she didn't do anything yet, but waited to see what would happen. 

"you messed up now! come here, i'm gonna get you!" he called out, skating towards kenny. 

she saw kenny try to skate backwards, looking scared. after a minute, he laughed. "i'm just messin' with you. listen, when a guy comes at you like i just did, you do this-"

"stick," he threw his stick down, "gloves," he threw his gloves at kenny, "and shirt."

he bent kenny down and pulled his shirt over his head, but it didn't go all the way over. fulton nudged arabella's side. "bet you wished he took his shirt off completely, don't you?"

arabella made a disgusted face and pushed fulton. she turned her gaze back towards kenny, who did the same actions as russ's brother. arabella cheered silently, smiling as she saw kenny grinning. 

everyone cheered around kenny, and a little while later, the bus came to pick the team up to take them to their game. the street hockey boys watched as they went into the bus, cheering for them. arabella said bye to russ, as well as luke, the winger she talked to earlier. 

luke made a call me sign, making her laugh. kenny noticed this and frowned, but didn't say anything. the team was cheering on the bus, completely forgetting about the fighting earlier. 

in the locker room, there wasn't any sign of bombay, which made arabella nervous. she noticed charlie looked around, opening the door and looking into the hallway for any sign of him, but there wasn't. arabella walked over to charlie, who was staring at the ground. 

"hey, spazway, he'll be here." she put a hand on his shoulder to try and comfort him, but he just gave her a weak smile. 

"hopefully."

the team walked onto the ice, thinking bombay might've been on the bench already, but he wasn't. this led to them arguing a little, until don looked to them, telling them to be great. then he noticed bombay wasn't there, and asked where he was. 

a referee skated up to them. "team u.s.a., i'm sorry. but without a coach behind the bench, you forfeit the game."

adam turned around and looked at him. "but you can't do that!"

charlie, who was standing next to adam, talked to the ref. "we have one! miss mackay!"

miss mackay, who was walking through the crowd to find a place to sit, turned around, wondering why charlie called her. he skated towards her, and he told her to pretend to be their coach so they could play. 

arabella went up to her too, telling her to pretend or they'll be out of the tournament. the referee skated up to the two of them, looking for an explanation. charlie looked nervously at miss mackay, then back to the ref. "here she is, our coach. coach mackay."

miss mackay looked at the team, then stood on the ledge of the glass to look over it. "well what are you waiting for? the ice to freeze? let's play!"

the referee accepted this, and told them to play. charlie and arabella thanked her, then hugged each other. charlie pulled out of the hug, looking at arabella. she just smiled back. "c'mon charlie, we have a game to win."

the team got their lines, using the same ones from the last game. arabella played left wing, and jesse was center. he looked at her, but she shook her head. she knew he wanted to use the flirt strategy, but she knew it was too early. 

germany, the team they were playing, won the face off and skated towards goldberg. one of the players shot, but luckily, goldberg saved it. the crowd cheered, and the game continued. 

germany was definitely tough, and they kept shoving the team around. arabella saw a player skate towards her, but she checked him into the wall before he had a chance. the referees weren't paying attention to her, so she didn't get a penalty. 

she was trying to get the puck, but she heard mis- coach mackay scream, "change it up!"

arabella smiled, and her line was switched with the next. the game went on, and it was arabella's line, late in the period. she noticed her line had all the other ducks players, and she smiled. 

they were about to take the faceoff, when they heard a familiar sound. arabella quickly recognized it; it was the duck signal.  she turned, and saw bombay walking through the crowd, still blowing the duck call. 

"look who finally shows up," fulton sneered. 

jesse rolled his eyes. "just ignore him. averman, take the faceoff."

 arabella noticed charlie looking up at bombay, as he blew the call again. as mad as she was at bombay, arabella knew that she had a soft spot for him. she knew that charlie wanted him back, and she did too. 

she watched as bombay walked down the stairs, opening the door that led to the bench. he was still blowing the duck signal, and she watched as the team looked confused. 

the other players on arabella's line huddled up, but arabella skated right over to him. bombay called them in, then gave miss mackay a kiss on the cheek. arabella gasped, and looked at charlie, who was right next to her. the team huddled in, wondering what he had to say.

"team, guys. i was wrong. and i'm sorry. i forgot about the team, and the team is all i have."

arabella wanted to mention something about all the money he was given by hendrix, but figured it wasn't the time. 

"all i want is another chance. just one more shot. i'm back, okay? believe me."

the team looked at each other, then smiled. they broke apart, and arabella's line went out to finish the period. jesse was at the face off, and won. he skated behind the net, goldberg wondering what he was doing. but arabella knew. 

"alright, let's go! flying v!" jesse called out, making arabella grin. she missed doing the flying v.

the team skated behind the net, before skating out, forming a v. the crowd cheered as jesse led them, skating towards the net. they passed the puck between their legs, not letting the other team get it. at the last second, jesse passed it to averman, who shot and scored. 

everyone went wild, and the line did a huddle, happy that they did their old move. arabella gave averman a hug, and he grinned. "another kiss of yours might be nice, bella!"

"you wish!" she laughed, as the team skated to high-five their teammates.