(Jaxon)
Two days later, I was lacing up my skates in the locker room when Coach walked in.
"Alright, boys. This is another scrimmage against Frost Ridge, but I want you treating it like playoffs," he said. "Show them what Boston hockey looks like."
I nodded, adjusting my helmet. The guys were pumped. You could feel the energy in the room.
Twenty minutes later, we hit the ice for warm ups. The arena was packed for a scrimmage, which wasn't unusual. I scanned the crowd out of habit and spotted her immediately.
Kendall was sitting in the third row, wearing a Boston University sweatshirt. I felt like something was pressing on my chest. Seeing her there. She waved when she caught my eye, and I lifted my stick in response.
"Your girlfriend's here," Tyler said, skating beside me.
"Yeah, sh
