Leo
The Glacier Dome lived up to its name, though it was starkly different from how I usually viewed it on television.
The home of the Northern Avalanche was a masterpiece of glass and steel, but the only thing I truly hated about it was the temperature. Oakwood City was unusually cold, which was precisely why I had never considered living here.
I hugged my body tightly as I stepped off the team bus that had transported us from the airport. The moment we arrived at the dome, the boys piled out, seemingly unaffected by the sub-zero climate.
Even those wearing significantly fewer layers than I was didn't look bothered. I, however, was gritting my teeth as it felt like the air was trying to crystallize inside my lungs.
Then, I felt a heavy jacket draped around my shoulders. I immediately hugged it closer to my chest, warming up immediately.
