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Love, Ice Hockey & Concussions

Chapter 2


Samantha’s POV
i skated hard on each shift that i was on the ice. i do every game, but this game was different. this game was a rivalry, it was in front of millions of people; more then what we're used to seeing. and, plus i was captain, i had to be the best. it was the end of the second period, tied 2-2. both goals of which i scored, with help from the second. coach was in the locker room giving us a speech. "get out there and play the puck! crash & put pressure on their net! i want you coming to the bench out of breath. you can't let your captain & goaltender do all the work! this is a team, act like it! or, you'll pay the consequences at practice! we got to own it, sweat your asses off for the next 20 minutes, own the game!" he yelled. "play your hearts out! okay... all in." we all put our gloved hands in, "on three, 1-2...3." coach, added. "GOOOOOO WILDCATS!!!" we screamed, pumped up and made our way back out to the ice. the third period was like the first period, scoreless. but, when there was 27.5 seconds left, my teammate, Lexi scored the winning goal of the game. the final score was 3-2, wildcats. we were walking off the ice heading to the locker room when i caught eye of this guy lookin' at me. he seemed familiar, but wasn't quite sure. "good game, girls! way to tough it out & get us a win to not force an overtime! enjoy the day off tomorrow, you deserved it!" my coach, Jim explained. i was happy that we had won, everyone was going out tonight to celebrate, but i wasn't in the mood. so, i decided to just go home. most of the girls were gone, i had all my equipment put away in my gear bag & went to my car. i left the arena out of the back way, because of a superstition. i just threw my bag in the trunk & was gettin' ready to get in my vehicle, when i heard someone yell to me.

i turned around and found myself face to face with the guy i saw in the audience when i was on my way to the locker room from the ice. he was gorgeous. brown hair with the brightest brown eyes and a smile to die for. "uh, hey." i said, unsure of what to say. "nice game tonight." he managed to get out. "thanks, it was a hard one." i replied. "i'm Sidney, by the way." he finally introduced himself, even though he didn't have too, cuz i already knew who he was. "oh, i know who you are, Sidney Crosby. it's nice to meet you." i smiled. "i’m Sam. nice to meet you too." he looked a little hesitated, like he wanted to say something else, but couldn't. "well, i better get goin' or my mom might end up sending a search team out lookin' for me." Sid laughed. "yeah, i better get goin' too. but, anyway, see ya around?" he asked. "yeah, see ya around." and with that, i hopped in my truck and drove off.

Sidney’s SOV
When i got to my truck, i remembered that i had forgotten to ask Sam for her number. Damnit! i thought to myself. well, way to go Sidney. i sighed, hopped in my truck and drove back to my place. the guys were on the couch playin’ NHL ’14 and so i decided to sit down to join them. as soon as i sat down, they all turned around to look at me. “what?” i said, taking a bite out of a slice of pizza that they ordered. “soooo, how was it?” Neal, asked. “how was what?” i replied, unsure of what he was talkin’ about. “the women’s game, dipshit.” Fleury spoke up. “oh, that. It was good.” was all i said. they knew that i met someone, they were just afraid to ask and wanted me to bring it up. “oh, well that’s good.” Neal said, as he went back to playin’ the game. “hey, after you finish this game, i’ll play ya.” tryin’ to ease the awkwardness that just happened. “you’re on!” Neal, replied.

“really, Neal… chicago?” i said, lookin’ at him. “well, you picked the pens, so i couldn’t!” Neal said, all defensive. i laughed. “okay, okay.” After three long periods, 1 overtime and a shootout that never seemed like it was going to end, I finally won; 7-6 Penguins. “well, I’m glad that’s done. I’m tired.” James was trying to convince me to play him again in a rematch. “dude, it’s 2 in the morning. we have practice in 6 hours!” I reminded him. him and fleury agreed and we all went to bed. Eight o’clock came fast, especially for me, since I had gotten no good sleep. practice was intense; a lot of skating, but it wasn’t nothing that I can’t handle. i loved the workouts we did. i made my way to the locker room, switched out of my sweat filled pads and went to take a shower. the shower felt good, especially on my shoulders and neck. i got dressed into my sweats and penguins hoodie. When i passed the rink, i couldn’t help but notice that there was someone out there skating and shooting pucks. i stood there and watched for a while; it was her. the girl that was the Pittsburgh Wildcats top scorer, i needed to get to know her and now.

Samantha’s POV
Even though, coach has given us off from practice today, i felt like that i should still be there to work on my skills before having to work tonight at the hospital. i mean, i was the captain of my team and held the most responsibility. i threw on my practice gear, laced up my skates and hit the ice. Since, the penguins just finished their team practice session; i figured it was perfect timing for me to do some skating and stickhandling. when i practiced my shoot-outs and attacking the goal, i saw that someone was closely watching me. when i went to look who it was, i saw that it was him. he seemed so interested in the way i skated, but i just ignored that he was there and practiced for another hour or two. i have no idea what time it was when i decided to go get changed and get a shower; it must have been noon.

“hey, good work out there.” i turned around and saw him standing there, so handsome. “thanks.” I managed to get out before turning back around and heading back to the locker room. “wait…” he yelled. i stopped and yet turned around to face him again. “i was thinking, if maybe you wanna go out to lunch and get something to eat.” i was shocked. what did Sidney Crosby want from a girl like me. i thought to myself. “yeah, sure. i just got to get a quick shower and get changed.” i said with a smile. “okay, I’ll be waiting right here for you to get done.” Sid replied. and, with that, i walked in the locker room, got changed out of my gear and hopped in the shower.

Notes

chapter 2 is done!!!!
it'll be awhile before i upload chapter 3, because school started.
but, meanwhile, comment & rate!

thanks :)

Comments

thanks!
next chapter should be ready soon :)

hockeychick22 hockeychick22
1/29/14

Great start, can't wait for more!

cinjin cinjin
1/29/14

LOVE THIS

Canadice Canadice
1/28/14