Nina
I watched Enzo storm off in the direction of the hockey arena. He was clearly angry, and if I was being honest, I was angry as well because of the nasty things he had said. I didn’t think that he fully meant what he said, but it still hurt nonetheless and I had to blink back a few more tears.
“Enzo!” I called. “Enzo!” But he didn’t turn around. With a sigh, I turned back to face the recruits, who were now standing around me with confused expressions on their faces. I had no idea how to train them, and I felt like I was left with a job that I wasn’t qualified for.
“Um… Should we go home?” one guy asked, scratching his head confusedly.
I sighed again and glanced at the time on my phone; there was still supposed to be another half hour of practice, and we really didn’t have enough ti
