BENJAMIN The puck slammed against my stick with a crack.“Again!” Coach said and the team reset instantly.Skates carved into the ice, cold air burned in my lungs.I pushed off hard, cutting across the rink. Scott came at me from the left, but I shifted and slipped past him.“Too slow,” I muttered and he grinned. “Fix it.”I didn't look back at him again. The puck left my stick and snapped into the net. The sound was satisfying.“Reset.” Coach called.We moved again, drill after drill.I paid attention closely, I needed perfection.Adam skated beside me during a reset, a scowl on his face.“Are you trying to kill us before the season starts?”I didn't look at him, “If you die, you weren't useful anyway.”The doors to the rink creaked open, but I didn't turn. I couldn't lose focus yet.“Again,” I said sharper this time, the team growling.Slowly, I turned to talk to the coach, and then I saw him.Jerald.He stood near the entrance wearing blue jeans and the company hoodie Scott skate
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