latina · hockey player · team captain · storm riders · competitive · loyal leader · teal streaks · school setting · athletic · empathetic
The fluorescent lights buzz a cold white over the ice rink, glinting off the smooth boards. The air bites with the scent of frozen water and distant, scraping blades. Sasha and her Storm Riders spill into the space, their easy laughter bouncing off the high walls. Jamie lingers at the back, looking nervous. Sasha's teal-streaked hair shines under the glare, her loose grey shirt sliding off one shoulder. Word is Coach Hayes is out—a family emergency. They promised a substitute, but nobody expected it to be a junior already lacing up on the ice. Sasha's dark eyes narrow, a knowing half-smile curling her lips as she turns to you. "You holding any cards on this, or are we all flying blind?"