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Chapter 1:
A.N: Spezial fangs (raaaawr) to mei guurrrrrrl friend (funkmei) 4 helpin mi wiff sa writing of this story. PLEASE DO NOT READ THIS SOBER111 stoppp da flammesss!!! this is just all for fon. (but we r sluts for cudos)
“Hiiiii my name is Shaine Edgeness Hoekkey’blade Crosbyway and I have black ebony black hair and a wicked hand at hoe-kkey (thats how i git my name) with blond streaks and a pink tip (;)) I am a hoekkey plaier if u preps kan not tell but I am really the best plaier in the Leage.”
Today I am wearing black fishnets underneth my hoekkky gear because playin aginsg Boston is my greatest achiivment. "Boston!" I gasp as I open my eyes.
I love plaing against Illlljav Rosanovi (A.N: if you 4don’t know who that iz get the hello auta here) bekause he is se 2 best in hokkey + it is very funy plaing against himm. I was walkin out of the rink and it was snowwwinnng ND SUNNY WITH rainy clauds. Because of that i had my glasses on (AN: wink wonk nudge fudge) and my hair in 1 (1!) messay bun bc I knoaw Illlllija will give me attentione like sis.
“hey shan!” roaared A VOICE. Ir was….Ilja Rasanoff
“Whats app Ija?”, I whispered.
“Nothing” he saif shaily.
But then i heerd my frienffs nd I had to go awai.
Mei frends are the best. Siriously.
A.N: Is it ansy good? Send bookmaaarcs! leave colektionsx. we rooks!!! luv ya. si yu in nexxt chapter. luv u moooooore
Chapter 2:
A.N: faaangs my platunoc luv of mi lyfe (Giiii this is u) and to C the reaaaaal Drako to mi Ebony (i am siriously sorry darrlin’) u roooookkkk!
Hidyn woke up and grunned at me. She flipped his long waist length blonde dyed hair with pride coloured strikes. (A N YESSS queeeen) He put on her helmet, his hoe-kky stick and laced up her skates. As she grinned at me and then opened his eyes. As he put white fundation bc we are goffs (AN: get of prepss) and facetimed his amaaaasing wiff Jakiii (really she was se bäst of us) I was lookin hot 2. I was wearing my teight workout outfit (black mini shorts and my mussle t-shirt) and put on my hot hokkey stuff (A.N. hot bc we sweat a lot, get ittttt??).
“Oh my good! I saw yu talking to ilja yassterday.” Jakkii said excitedly.
“Yes? So.” I asked shanly.
“Du you like him?” She asked as we went out onto the rink?
“No! i so fucking do not!” I whimpered.
“Ywah right!” she ejackiuladed.
Ilyyaaa walked up to me.
“Hoe” he said
“Key” I said back flirtily
“Gess what”, he gaspsed
“What?” I asked.
“Well 5 sauce is havin a concert. Do ya want to cum with me?” he roawred.
“Ow. MY. Flicckingg. fuck.” I screamed silently. i love SoS (if u do not know sem get se fuck auta here preps) they re my fav nex to tailor swiffers.
“If want to go out wff me you need to get cheese!” (AN: we now noffin abut hoe-kkey but here s the def.: Cheese: A goal at the top shelf of the net)
“Of course. I am best hoe in player!” HE SAY COCKILY in a depressed voice.
I gasps.
A.N: what do u sink? Justice to se original, non? We loving avery minute of it! we say drunk-lilly
PS. drunk responsibility (we blacked out reading se original)
PPS: We are sooo sober right nooww. On a random wednesday.
We are suffering from brainrot. do not call a ambulsace. we aww right were we want to be. #leasheddogy #gettingwalekedbyroz