We were all lined up in front of the flag across from each other. I obviously HAD to be across from McGill. We stared each other down, 'Bitch' I mouthed at him. He gave that look of 'you're gonna regret that. Ha, wimp.

The crowd was singing the national anthem, but I couldn't hear them I was too high on adrenaline for that. (or performance-enhancing drugs like the hawks. I find myself real funny) Today is the day I show them that I am not a loser.

"Welcome to the Minnesota State Pee Wee Championship. Have we got a game for you, today. The Hawks, coached by Jack Reilly."

"Come on, let's get fired up!", Bombay told us.

We all put our hands in. "Quack, quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack, quack!", the crowd joined in, "Quack, quack, quack, quack! Quack, quack, quack, quack! Gooooo Ducks!"

"LET'S GO!", I screamed.

I watched from the bench. I couldn't watch anymore, we were getting bulldozed. I don't know why Coach didn't put in Fulton or me, but I think there might be one? Yes! Banks finally got it past center ice.  They got it again.

"Dammit! They're being assholes out there Coach, why aren't they calling anything!", I screamed at him.

"I don't know, Adrian. But we have to play it fair."

"But playing it fairly gets us nowhere. No wonder we're losers.", I muttered.

They scored, ugh. Then McGill scored it. I didn't even think he had enough brain cells to score. Whatever. And guess who scored, again. Ugh, just put me in. The first quarter ended.

"Don't be scared of them, Ducks. That's what they want. Keep your heads up. Play proud. Also, change of plans, McKay you're in. Fill in wherever don't let them score. Let's fly! C'mon, let's go!"

Meanwhile on the other bench.

"I want you to drop Banks like a bad habit. I want him out of the game. Feel free to do whatever you want to that Mckay girl, too. Even though she's a Duck, she has the same strength as one of us. Finish them off. You got it?"

"Yeah."

Back to the ducks.

Charlie gets it and gets a breakaway. I check one of the Hawk's into the boards, it's not long till I get pushed down though. Charlie passes it to Banks, he shoots and scores. then he gets pushed into the goalpost head-on.

Then me and Larson noticed he wasn't getting up.

"Hey. Hey! Adam, are you okay?", Larson asked him. He didn't respond. Larson turned around.

"What'd you do?", he asked McGill.

"My job.", he responded. That made me angry.

"What the hell, asshole!", I pushed him.

"Hey, calm down sweet-cheeks, that's how we deal with traitors."

"He might be a traitor, but he is a way better person than you ever will be. Have fun in hell.", I turned around and skated over to him on the stretcher.

"Did it go in?" He asked me.

"Hell yeah, dude."

He looked at Jesse, "Jesse, do me a favor...  

"Kick some hawk butt."

Jesse just laughed, "All right Cake-Eater."

"Hey, Adam, As I said before, I'll get em' for you."

"Alright, just don't kill them okay."

"Okay.", I said disappointedly.

"Let me go after em' Coach! I'll get them.", Fulton said.

"Look, it's time to play smart hockey, Duck hockey. All right? Now we got the power play. We're gonna hit em' where it hurts the most-"

"In the nuts!", I interrupted.

The Team laughed.

"No, up there.", He pointed at the scoreboard, "Fulton, you're in."

"But coach, they'll be rushin' him.", Peter said.

"Right. Jesse, make sure you give him plenty of time. Adrian, deal with McGill, maybe Larson too, while you're at it."

"Yes!", I replied.

"Let's go, Ducks!", We all got up to go, "Wait, Hold it. Let's have fun out there."

"The Ducks trail 3-1, and now they call on number 44, Fulton Reed, and number 87, Adrian McKay."

He shot it and it took the goalie with the goal. 

3-2

I was trying to get in front of McGill until I got checked by two of his teammates.

"Aww, crap."

Then they promptly scored.

4-2

Tammy and Tommy got on the ice and used spins to distract and scored.

4-3

Averman passed the puck and three dudes were coming straight for him.  I pushed him out of the way. I got checked into the boards and I heard something crack. Then my nose started hurting and so did my ankle. It hurt so bad I started to cry which is not a normal thing for me.

"Crap.", I hobble skated over to the bench, "Hey Coach mind if I sit this one out?"

"Holy crap, I'm gonna have somebody look at you. I think you broke your nose it looks a little, wobbly and bloody."

I took off my skates and they helped me walk over to the locker room, and sit me down. 

"Okay, let's get you checked out. It looks like you broke your nose, so we're gonna have to pop that back in place. Is there anything else that hurts?"

"My ankle hurts too."

"Well, let's take a look at it then."

He pulled off my sock. Holy crap. It was swelled up to about the size of a softball. He kept on touching it and I thought I was gonna scream.

"You have a high ankle sprain, so you'll have to not walk on it for 12 weeks. We'll give you the stuff to wrap it and crutches, and I would recommend that you take baths. Now we should probably crack your nose back in place."

AVERMAN'S POV:

Coach wanted us to try the Flying V. Oh Brother, Let's see how this one goes. We all went behind the goal and went into V formation and went down the ice. I blocked a guy and Jesse took it down and scored!

4-4

Charlie took it down and got checked with a stick. He got a penalty shot. We went back to the bench to decide who would take it.

"Where's Adrian? She is the exact person we need right now.", Jesse told Bombay.

"She got hurt, She'll be okay though."

When did she get hurt? Did I miss something?

"I think Guy should take it.", Connie said.

"Me? Oh no, I shouldn't.", Guy responded quickly.

"What about Charlie?", Bombay proposed.

"All he does is fan!", Peter said. Peter, you always seem to say what everyone else is thinking.

"Let him finish what he started."

"Coach, we have a chance to win.", Charlie said.

"Damn straight we do."

Charlie went onto the ice. He's gonna do the triple deke. 

One.

Two.

Three.

He shoots and he scores!

We all skated out onto the ice. I can't believe it!

"Hey, Jesse."

"Ya, man."

"Ya know, this just doesn't feel right without Adrian."

"I agree but-"

"Look behind you."

I looked behind me and I saw her getting pushed over on a desk chair by Bombay.

"Go get her.", Jesse whispered in my ear.

I just looked at him, scared. He laughed and pushed me forward.

"You didn't think I would miss this, did you?", She opened her arms, "Come here you dork."

I skated over to her and gave her a hug. It lasted for a solid minute. I pulled back and looked at her. 

"Holy crap, you look like you've been though hell.", I told her.

"Yeah, well it happens sometimes. Especially when you did it to protect the person you like."

"Wait, what?"

"I-I said I like you. I mean you always seem to make me smile and keep me happy. I-I don't know. It's stupid really, I'm an idiot."

"Well than I'm a bigger idiot, because I like you too. Remember when you asked who my crush was because you wanted to prank her. It was always you."

"Wait, seriously! This isn't somekind of joke, right?"

"I wish it was. Wait I didn't mean it like that."

"Just come here you dumb, idiotic, boy."

"Okay, you dumb, idiotic, fiesty, girl."