ғʀᴏsᴛʙɪᴛᴇ - ʟ.ᴍ ғᴀɴғɪᴄ (ʙᴏᴏᴋ 1)

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𝔽𝕖𝕓𝕣𝕦𝕒𝕣𝕪 𝟙𝟠, 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟚♥︎

I was so excited for summer. Of course, I like hockey, but I'm ready for some warmer weather and not having to practice every day. It's still a few months away though. Damn it.

"Hello?" Luis waved a hand at my face.

"Huh?" I snapped out of my gaze.

"Whatcha doin'?" He chuckled.

"Uh, thinking about summer."

"You sure you're not thinking about something else?" He smirked.

It took me a second to realize what he was referring to. I groaned. "Oh, shut up. We haven't even done anything yet."

He laughed and shook his head. "Sorry."

We hopped onto the ice and joined the others. Bombay came over shortly after and rested his stick at his side.

"You guys ready for the game coming up?" He asked.

Agreements shouted out from everyone and he nodded.

"Well, you're not ready enough." He sighed.

Our faces turned into confusion. "What do you mean?" Luis asked.

"We're going against the toughest team we know, we gotta be more than ready," Bombay replied.

"But we're already good." I nodded.

Bombay shook his head, "Not good enough."

"Bullshit...." Luis scoffed.

"Did you have something you wanted to share with everyone, Mendoza?"

Luis swallowed. "No, Sir."

Bombay hummed. "Mhm, that's what I thought. Now get out there and practice."

I raised my hand nervously. "Um, Coach?"

He looked at me. "Yes?"

"How long are we gonna have to practice for?"

"As long as I say."

My face turned into slight pain. "Oh, okay..."

Luis huffed. "That's not fair!"

"Mendoza!" Bombay shouted. "Say one more thing and I'm gonna make you practice even harder!"

Luis snapped his mouth shut. I lightly patted his shoulder and sighed. Fuck.

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Every part of me was sore. We had been practicing for hours, more than we usually do. I don't understand why he wants us to practice so bad, we win practically every game. I groaned and fell onto the bench.

"Peterson!" Bombay yelled. "I didn't say we were done!"

"I just need a second!" I shouted back at him.

I felt like I was gonna puke, I was so exhausted. I heard someone skate over to me.

"You okay?" Luis asked.

I swallowed. "Yeah, I'm just so tired."

Luis sighed. "I am as well. He's trying to kill us."

I nodded. "Yeah..."

He cupped my face into his hands and faced it up to him. "Oh, wow...you don't look so good."