|The Goalie Coach
Author: Lamminator PM
Rating may go up in some chapters for language. Title explains it all, though the pairing isn't what you think. I'll leave that up to you to guess...for now. Shouldn't be too hard to figure out in a few chapter, though.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance - Chapters: 9 - Words: 17,620 - Reviews: 33 - Favs: 7 - Follows: 22 - Updated: 08-18-12 - Published: 05-31-07 - id: 3567977
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A/N: Holy hell! I'm back with another (actual) chapter! I really am sorry it took so long. I actually wanted to have this up like 2 weeks ago, but those past 2 weeks were extremely busy...AKA hockey tournaments; one I played in and we won the championship(!) and the other I was a scorekeeper. All for charity: Hockey Fights MS. Look it up.
So now that my muse is slowly coming out of hiding, I should have more than one update a year for y'all. I've also come to the conclusion that if I do shorter chapters and just stick to the movie, with a bunch of extra scenes thrown in, I might be able to finish this. LOL.
To the four of you that left me reviews to keep going, this one's for you: Hopefully13, SeaKat01, Snowluvr410, and fluffernutter21! Thank you!
A constant knocking on the door awoke Terri from her nap. When she regained consciousness, she took a moment to remember where she was. Finally realizing she was in a dorm at the U, she got up from the bed with a grunt. More knocking after a small pause made Terri growl softly.
"Alright, alright, gimme a second." She called towards the door.
Swinging her legs over the side of the bed, she scrubbed her face with a hand, then got up. She walked to the door with a yawn and opened it just enough to see who was on the other side.
"Hi, Terri." Doc said softly. "Herb wants to see you in the rec room."
"Oh." Terri's eyes widened a bit. "Uh, okay."
Turning, she grabbed the room key from where she laid it on the bed, then left the room, locking the door behind her. She turned to Doc with an uncertain nod.
"You're not in trouble." Doc clarified with a grin.
Terri tried to smile back. When Doc turned to walk down the hall, she let out a relived sigh; she followed Doc to the recreation room. Doc must have known she didn't know where to go, so he led the way...or Herb needed to speak to him, too.
When they turned a corner, the room in front of them opened up into a large lounge. A group of couches were off in a corner on the left, another group of big, plushy chairs in the middle, and some gaming tables (foosball, air hockey, and billiards) to the right. A television was set onto the wall behind the group of chairs. There were a few boys lounging and a few more playing games.
Herb was sitting in one of the chairs with papers and a briefcase spread out on a coffee table in front of him. Doc and Terri approached him and he looked up.
"Have a seat." He motioned to the chair next to him.
Terri glanced at Doc, thinking that Herb meant for him to sit, but Doc pointed to the chair, silently telling her to sit. Bowing her head slightly, she stepped forward and sat on the edge of the chair. She looked at Herb, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Doc walk out of the rec room.
Herb eventually held out a set of keys to her. She looked from the keys to Herb's face before holding out her hand.
"Your rental car." Herb said, dropping the keys into her hand.
Terri made a small 'O' with her mouth.
"I just need you to sign the paper for it." Herb slid a paper across the coffee table and handed her a pen.
Terri skimmed over the paper, trying to figure out what kind of car she'd be driving. When she found the make, model, and color, she skimmed more to know what she was signing. Satisfied, she signed her name on the line at the bottom of the page and slid it back to Herb; she also held out the pen. He picked up the paper and put it in his briefcase, then took the pen back with a small smile.
"Alright. That's settled." He said more to himself than to her as he cleaned up the rest of his papers and shoved them in his briefcase. He then turned to her as he stood up. "See you in the morning."
Terri nodded and watched Herb walk out of the rec room. When he was gone, she leaned back into the chair and sighed. She shoved the car keys into her pocket.
She sat there for a few more minutes before even deciding if she wanted to get up and go back to her room for some more sleep.
Looking up to where she heard her name being called from, she saw Silky looking towards her...along with Jim Craig and Rizzo. Silky waved his hand for her to come over to them gathered around the foosball table.
With an inward groan and nervous butterflies in her stomach, she got up out of the chair and slowly made her way towards the boys.
"We could use another player." Silky pointed to the foosball table.
"Umm..." Terri looked skeptically at the table.
"Come on." Silky pleaded. "Forwards versus goalies!" He said with a large smile.
She looked from Silky to Rizzo to Jim before sighing. "Fine." She mumbled.
The three boys gave her wide smiles.
Terri stepped to the side of the table that Jim was standing on. Jim held out his hand.
"We haven't officially met yet." He said in his thick Bostonian accent.
Terri wanted to roll her eyes and say 'duh', but refrained. She held out her hand instead.
"Terri Jacobs. Your coach." She said softly, shaking his hand.
"Jimmy Craig. Your pupil." He replied with a grin.
Terri let out a small laugh. Silky and Rizzo joined in.
"Alright, now that we're all acquainted, can we get on with this game?" Silky asked with a smile.
"Yeah, yeah." Jimmy said letting go of Terri's hand and turning towards the table. "You want to be defense or offense?" He asked her.
"I...uh...I've never...actually played before." She said softly, embarrassed.
"Okay. No problem. Play offense. I think it's easier." Jimmy said, switching places with her.
Terri nodded and placed her hands on the two handles closest to her. She was looking down into the table, while watching Jimmy out of the corner of her eye as he picked up the ball. Before he sent the ball into the table, Terri glanced up to see who was across from her.
She met Rizzo's eyes for a moment before looking away quickly and back down to the table as Jimmy put the ball in play.
Now knowing that she had never played before, the boys went easy on her in the first game. Once she started to get the hang of it, by the end of the second game, the next few games became more competitive. Silky tried to place money on one game, but Terri, Jimmy, and Rizzo all said that it would be a stupid idea...at least that day. They agreed that maybe some time in the future, they would bet.
Terri did call a short break so she could call home...to tell her parents and brothers that initial try-outs were over and she was safe in Minnesota, preparing for practices and more eliminations. They told her how proud they were and her brothers begged for her to send them tickets to at least one of the Olympic Games. Smiling, she said she would try. When she hung up, she returned to the foosball table and the four continued with their games.
Around nine o'clock, and after many games, Terri started yawning. They were in the middle of a game.
"Are we boring you now?" Rizzo asked with a grin, noticing Terri yawn. He kept his eyes on the table, though.
"No." She answered, not looking away from the ball and feeling her cheeks heat up a little bit. "Just still beat from the flight. After this game, I'm calling it quits for the night."
"Aww, you sure?" Silky asked as he turned the handle for his offenders. "Actually, after your white-knuckled ride, I guess you could use the rest."
Terri stopped playing and glared up at Silky. "Not the best way to get on my good side." She grumbled.
She saw Rizzo take one of his hands off of the handle and punch Silky's shoulder. "Idiot." He growled at his teammate.
"Oww." Silky moaned, rubbing his shoulder. "Sorry. It was just a joke."
"And it was in bad taste." Terri said through clenched teeth. "Don't ever bring it up again."
Feeling incredibly embarrassed at having her biggest fear made fun of, Terri let go of the table's handles and took a few steps back.
"Sorry, Jimmy, looks like you'll have to finish the game yourself. I'm not in the mood to play anymore." She glanced at Jimmy quickly before looking to the floor. "Good night." She turned and, still with her head down, swiftly walked out of the rec room and headed back to her room.
Once back in her room, Terri locked the door then threw both sets of keys onto the nightstand next to the head of the bed. She flopped onto the bed before picking up the alarm clock (also on the nightstand) and setting the alarm for the morning. She then slammed the clock back onto the stand and rubbed a hand over her eyes as she laid on her back. Staring at the ceiling, she thought about her reaction to Silky, thinking maybe she overreacted, but then thought better of it. If someone made fun of something he was afraid of, he probably would have started throwing punches. Sighing, she turned onto her side and kicked off her shoes.
Back in the rec room, Rizzo glared at Silky. "What the hell, man?" He said.
"What I was just joking." Silky tried to defend himself.
"I don't know all the details here, but addressing someone's fears isn't the best way to joke." Jimmy said.
Silky made a sound that was a cross between a groan and a sigh.
"Go apologize." Rizzo demanded.
"What if I don't? You gonna do it for me?" Silky was getting defensive. "Since you have a crush on her and all."
Rizzo glared at his friend and teammate.
"Whoa. Guys, come on." Jimmy said, seeing that the way the conversation was currently going could turn into a brawl. "Silky, just be a man and go apologize. You clearly hurt her."
Silky stopped glaring at Rizzo when he realized his goalie was right. "Yeah, alright." He said, then left his friends to grovel.
"He could have apologized to you before he left." Jimmy turned to Rizzo after they watched Silky leave.
Rizzo shrugged. "He knows he's right. No need."
"Really?" Jimmy questioned with a raised eyebrow.
"Shut up. You owe me a game." Rizzo's cheeks turned slightly pink.
Just as she was comfortable, there was a knock on Terri's door.
Groaning, she got up and off the bed to answer the knock. She unlocked the door and opened it a crack to see who was there. Seeing a shamefaced Silky standing on the other side, she frowned and started to close the door again.
"Wait, wait, wait." He pleaded, putting his hand on the door to prevent her from closing it. "Please?"
Terri paused and looked at him. "You got a minute." She deadpanned.
"Look, I really am sorry for what I said. I was just joking around and didn't mean it." He said, looking like a lost puppy.
Terri sighed. "I know, but you shouldn't have done it, anyway. If someone made fun at your expense, you'd be throwing punches." She was being brave and feeling awkward about it, but she had to put him in his place. "Next time I won't be as lenient as I was...and Rizzo won't be the only one to punch you." She attempted to grin.
Silky laughed. "Okay. I get it." He brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck. "So we're...okay now?"
Terri smirked. "For now."
Silky smiled wide. "Great. Good night then. See you in the morning."
"Right. Night." Terri replied with a little wave as Silky stepped back and walked back down the hall.
Terri closed and relocked the door. She then went over to her bag and pulled out her pajamas. After showering and changing into her PJs, she climbed into the bed and settled in for the night.
A/N: There you have it. Hope it was up to your standards. Next chapter will be the first practice, so stay tuned.
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