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8: Unwanted Savior

Penulis: Pixiecat
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~Samantha Lee~

We all stood in Mr. Jordan’s office, I was scared hoping he wasn’t going to stop us from the upcoming competition, I shouldn’t have let Hannah get to me, I had forgotten all I had was at stake when I decided to fight with her.

Mr. Jordan, sat at his desk cluttered with trophies and intimidatingly neat stacks of paper. His face held disappointment and fury, he stared at each of us in turn, his gaze lingering on Logan and Tyler like he was mentally calculating the property damage.

"I have coached at this university for twenty-two years," he began, "In all that time, I have never! Never had to break up a fistfight between members of the school two hockey teams, in the middle of the damn training facility, no less. Do any of you have an inkling of how monumentally stupid you look right now?"

Silence.

Even Hannah had the sense to keep her perfectly glossed mouth shut.

My own throat was tight as I played everything that happened in my head once again.

"It wasn't their faul
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