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2x2. Ice Hockey Practice: The Dilemma

Finally, the coaches and amateur hockey players arrive at the front of the massive building: The Freezer, as One Direction calls it. The building, which is next to the back parking lot, shares the same colours as the rest of the school buildings: cream colour with green, white, and orange accents— the school colours. Above the row of double doors is another banner hanging. This banner says: "Go Niall's Leprechauns!" And just like the banner at the other side of the school, it is upside down.

Coach Sidney halts in front of the doors and spins around to face his and Coach Joe Pavelski's, the coach of the junior varsity team, team.

"Alright guys, when we walk in, the guys go to the left, the girls go to the right for locker rooms. Everyone must be on the ice in ten minutes, understand?"

Some of the students nod their heads.

"Okay, follow me in." Coach Sidney turns around, pushes the door open, and strolls inside.

The hockey players attempt to go inside, but with all of their bulky equipment occupying both of their hands and the door not being able to hold itself open, it was a job. Fortunately, the other coaches are courteous enough to hold the doors open for them.

They cross the narrow foyer and then pass through another set of doors that the coaches had to hold open once again.

Coach Sidney walks into the vast room only to be greeted by a soccer ball flying out at him.

"Heads up!" Louis's voice echoes as the object zooms at him.

"I got it!" Coach Henrik Lundqvist, the goalie coach for the varsity team, lunges in front of Coach Sidney and catches the ball with his left hand. He spins the ball in his hand and turns to Coach Sidney. "Told you I got it." He runs a hand through his perfectly-kept hair.

"Sick save!" Harry Style's voice is heard exclaiming to Coach Henrik.

"Oi! Over here!" Niall Horan says from deep in the arena.

Coach Henrik turns to see the whole arena: the audience benches surround the whole circular room, the circles of seats lowering down as it touches the boards of the ice-less rink.

A slab of dark grey concrete takes the place of the ice as the principals, One Direction, are having their mini game of soccer as well as a photoshoot with the teachers, Five Seconds of Summer, as the photographers. Well, are waiting to resume their mini game of soccer and photoshoot once Coach Henrik throws the ball back over to them.

Coach Sidney steps forward with his arms out from his sides; he has an aghast look with disbelief as he gazes out at the ice-less rink.
"What did you guys do to the ice?" he cries out with his voice ten octaves higher. "Where did it go?"

Niall exits the boarded area and walks up to the coaches. "Oh, it was freezing in here!"

"Yeah, we just wanted to play a game of footie," Louis informs them as he follows Niall and halts next to him and Coach Henrik. "Just give us the ball back and all is good." He holds out his hand to get the ball back.

Coach Henrik frowns at him while tapping the ball by his face. "I don't think so."

Harry walks up to Coach Henrik and halts in front of him. "I remember you," Harry growls as he glares at him.

From the reporter's booth, Ashton Irwin calls out to the three: "Come on! We need more pictures! We're gonna have a thousand of Liam and none of you guys!" He extends his hand out to the other side of the glass, where Liam is standing alone in the ice-less rink.
"We have hockey to practice here!" Coach Sidney cries out, waving his hands in the air. "And we need the ice! I thought you guys said it was finished!"

Harry points to him. "It was..."

Louis rolls his eyes and huffs underneath his breath: "Here we go."

"You see," Harry begins, "the ice guys, who are very nice, came and told us that the ice was finished. So we thanked them and came to look at it for ourselves. And Niall here had a brilliant idea after seeing how massive this space was of turning it into a soccer field. Brilliant!

"And then we have an album to get ready for and these mates are amazing photographers. You should see their work, preferably on our album which will be finished when we are finished here. So when we finish here, you will see how brilliant these photographers are and everything will be good again!" He ends his story with a huge smile.

Coach Sidney stares at him with the opposite expression.

Louis snatches the ball from Coach Henrik's grasp. "I'll take that." He turns around and struts off with Harry.

"There's a field out there where you guys can play!" Coach Sidney tells them, pointing to the right where the field, which is located on the other side of the back parking lot, is located.

Niall scoffs. "So? You can play hockey over there." He walks off, following Harry and Louis back into the rink.

Then Coach Ryan loses his cool: "THERE CAN'T BE AN ICE RINK OUT THERE!!!" he roars at them. "IT'S TOO HOT! THAT'S WHY IT'S INSIDE!"

Harry halts stepping into the other side of the boards; he looks at him. "It's too hot outside. That's why we're in here."

Meanwhile, Liam is now scanning through the photos on the camera with the members of Five Seconds of Summer. "Yeah that's good—" He perks up a bit with concern. "What is with all that shouting?"

Back at the front of the rink, Coach Sidney yells: "The rink is already built, we need the ice! Get the ice in here!"

"I'll get that." Harry half-jogs over to the benches. He leans over the boards, then comes back up with a plastic cup. He half-jogs to the middle of the ice, where he signals the coaches to come close.

The coaches shuffle over to the edge of the rink, like as if there is ice on it.

Harry kneels down to the ground, places the cup down, plucks an ice cube out from the cup, and lays it on the ground.

Coach Sidney buries his face in the arms, which are against the doorjamb; he lets out a groan. The other coaches are far from looking amused.

Harry slowly stands up with his eyes on the ice cube. "Oh, you might need more than this..." He does his half-jog back to the benches.

Coach Sidney slowly lifts his head up and wearily gazes at the principal rummaging in the benches. "What is he doing?"

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