Coach Bombay had stopped practice to give everyone some news. They had a new player. There were a few groans thrown around with a lot of 'why didn't you tell us before' which is a reasonable reaction but not the greatest thing to hear as the knew player which was you. You entered the rink skating over holding your helmet and a stick.

"This could be pretty good after" Charlie says quietly smirking, clearly no longer against a new member.

"What was that Conway?" Coach Bombay says staring him down.

"What?" Charlie backs off.

"Exactly. Because I know damn well you weren't saying anything like that to my daughter".

Oh shit.

"Haha...thats because i didnt say anything coach" Conway rubbed clears his throat and straightens up awkwardly.

You just smiled behind your dad. "So yeah this is the new player: my daughter" Coach announces.