Everything I could ask for. (Completed)

Madeline sat in her stall her Gatorade towel thrown over her head, she could hear the crowd roaring in the arena. Is this what the guys heard before every game? Usually before one of the girls games, it was complete and utter silence. You could hear a pin drop, but this, this was something that made you get pumped up, and hyped up. She grabbed her stick and walked out of the guys locker room and down the long hallway leading up to the ice. She could hear the fans over her head, yelling, roaring, cheering. This is what a college hockey game should feel like. She started taping up her stick as Coach York came up behind her. "Your going to do great Gilmore. Just trust your instincts, and your new teammates. The boys have your back, they will stand up for you. You're going to need it, University of Vermont has your number."

He walked towards the rink as she leaned up against the wall, sliding down it and coming to a stop as she brought her knees to her chest. It had only been a month ago when she had sat in York's office, him practically giving her his seal of approval to play for his team. The Boston College Men's Hockey Team. A team so many NHL'ers have played on before her. The girls barely talked to her after the guys took her in. So much so, Erica moved out of her room and into a triple with two of Madeline's ex teammates. She had a single now, it was depressing to go back to her room at night, to silence. Not Erica playing Taylor Swift loudly as they had dance parties, now just silence. "Hey Gilmore, 1 hour until Game time, a half hour until warmups. Get your gear on soon." Ryan Fitzgerald said kicking her in the shin. She pretended that he hurt her as the two smirked at each other. The two of them had gotten close the last month, he was practically her new best friend. If Only her and Thatcher were as close as they were last year....
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Morgan Rielly elbowed Aaron Ekblad as the two started to fake wrestle each other. "Can you guys stop being immature for two seconds, we're here for Mads." Aaron smacked Morgan's head and stood upright. "Yes Morgs Tyler's right we are here for Mads so let's be respectful." Morgan smirked as he smacked Aaron's head. "Fine dumb ass." He stood upright as he smiled at Mrs. Gilmore, she was looking beautiful and elegant as always in Jeans, heels and a Gilmore BC jersey. How the hell did the Gilmore's get them? "Tyler where is your father and Jack?" Mrs. Gilmore asked as the three boys slid down into their seats, front row behind the bench. "I think they went to the locker room to give Mads a pregame speech or something. I don't know Mumsy." She glared at her oldest son as he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Aaron and Tyler had flown in from Florida together early this morning to surprise Madeline. Tyler had made the Lightning out of training camp, and so did Aaron. Morgan and Aaron after putting their differences aside became really good friends over the last couple months. Maybe even started their bromance up again. "Hey Aaron, Tyler, Morgan." The three amigos looked up from their new iPhone 6's that they bought together to see Erica, Madeline's now ex best friend? Definitely ex teammate. "Hey." The three said in unison as they looked back at their phones. "Well tell Mads good luck for me, and congrats when you see her!" She stomped away. Morgan shook his head. She fucking moved out. How could she move out on his best friend.

"Stop it Morgan, I can't bail you out of prison if you kill Erica with your eyes." Aaron said slapping the back of his head. "Fuck you, I would get away with it." Mrs. Gilmore slapped the two of them. "Stop it, Erica and Madeline will fix their differences. Girls are just different then boys." The two smirked as they went back to their insta's. "What filter are you using for when we take photos of Mads at warmups?" Morgan asked Aaron. "Duh Lo Fi. It's my go to." Tyler laughed. "Toaster is the shit." Morgan shook his head. "We all know Rise is the shit." Gabrielle got up and shook her head at them. "I am going to go find your brother and your father. Maybe when I get back you guys will act like NHL'ers not girls!" The three of them immediately got off Instagram.

The lights went black, and the announcer got onto the speaker system. The lights flickered as the three guys stood up and clapped. Warmups were about to begin, and with that meant Madeline's real hockey career was just about to begin.

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