Monday 14 September 2009

Chapter 23: Rage

Please comment, I get all happy ready them lol :-) Thanks to those of you who do. Even constructive criticism is welcome, I like knowing how I can improve my writing :-D Again, sorry it's so short but it's just a filler.


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Jordan’s POV

I walked into practice the next morning with a strange feeling, something in the pit of my stomach. I was sure coach would pull me aside at one point after what had happened yesterday. I tried calling Jen but to no avail. It seems so cliché - the hockey player falling for his coach’s daughter. Would it ever work though? I mean I’d be away a lot and let’s face it after the summer she’ll be going to college in a different state. There’ll be new guys, new temptations and new friends – who would really want to be tied down in a relationship?

All this is buzzing through my brain while I’m getting ready, I’m so engrossed in my own little conversation in my head that I don’t even hear the guys calling my name.

‘’Hey Staalsy, ‘’ I hear Max calling behind me.

‘’Hey guys,’’ I turn around to find them all staring at me.

‘’Thank God man, we’ve been standing here for like the last hour and you’ve been pretty much ignoring us, what’s up man?’’ Max says a curious look on his face. I guess I have been kinda distant lately, usually Max is my partner in crime. We get up to some hilarious shit sometimes – like the time with the fireworks and the tequila and – I think we should leave that for another occasion.


‘’Nothing, let’s just get out on the ice.’’ I replied, not really knowing what I would tell them if they pressed me any further.

I knew I was playing pretty shit right now but I this practice was different, I was taking all my rage out and playing intensely. I could hear the whispers around me but I wasn’t fazed, I never was. Although one set of eyes never left me – Coach’s

‘’Alright boys, that’s enough for today. Go get changed!’’ He moved towards the exit of the rink but stopped in front of me. ‘’Not you Staal,’’. I stopped immediately, we were about the same height and I knew what was coming.

‘’You ever so much as lay a finger on her again so help me, I’ll fucking kill you. I told her the same, she’s got everything going for her and she doesn’t need someone like you messing it up for her. All I’m saying is think about her. You got that?’’ I wasn’t about to argue with someone who could destroy my career. ‘’Yeah,’’ Then I skated away.


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I watched them from my stall. He walked over to her and started flirting with her. Something that he doesn't normally do. I was surprised but I couldn't do anything. I wanted so much to claim her as my own. She stood there and smiled at him, her eyes glittering. I watched Coach watching them, he didn't say a word. He usually didn't date at all but I could see the attraction. I felt it coming, bubbling up inside of me like a pot of boiling water . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

1 comment:

  1. Uhoh... Sid? Kris? Poor Jordan...

    Great chapter Becky.

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