Short stories

Heart of Ice

Arron
He glided smoothly across the ice, not hesitating as sharp turns came across the corners. Everything he did was smooth and simple. Although he was careful not to crash in to any of the younger kids, he did nearly crash in the small walls the lined the outsides, protecting anyone from getting out, or anything from getting in.
Celeste
She had arrived a bit late. Later than her father had intended they be there. Especially since they still had to rent their skates. "What size?" The man behind the counter asked. Her father turned to her brother. "I think a 5 1/2 will do just fine." Her father replied, and turned to her. "What size shoe are you?" He asked. She knew that every pair of shoes she owned currently were 11's. She had told him before they'd gotten up to the ice, but her father clearly didn't believe that. "I think a 10 should work." Her father told the man. He handed her and her brother a pair of skates. They walked over to a small bench and sat down, prepping and lossening their skates. She hadn't skated in a good amount of time now, but tying and tightening the skates came naturally, as her fingers ran along the laces. Her brother on the other hand required some assistance with tying his skates. Hers were figure skates, her brother had gotten hockey skates. Both different types of skates, but she could see how easy and simple it would be to tie them.
Arron
"I believe it ends at 2 sir." He replied. A man and his kids were there, his children looking rather expectant. The man thanked him, and he shuffled his way over to the ice past a bench. He didn't take a long look, not wanting to look like a creep. There was a girl, she had longer blonde hair, it was wavy from the cold. She was wearing a sweater underneath a heavy leather jacket, and looked comfortable. He walked past them quickly, making his way to the ice. Her already put his skates on, and couldn't wait to hit the ice. It hadn't been long for him. He liked coming here. It was a comfort to him, gliding across the ice, feeling the cold air on his cheeks. He came as often as he could, and rarely came during the day, mostly attending the nightly free skates, where they played music, and a lot more people attended. He'd decided that with nothing better to do, he would attend the "morning" one, as they called it even though it took place in the late afternoon. He didn't own his own skates, borrowed some from a friend that worked there. He pushed open the small door, and stepped out onto the ice, immediately relaxing at the feeling of the cold. He smoothened out his posture, sliding easily across the ice. No music played, just the sound of skates scratching across the ice. He didn't mind though, he liked that sound. Some cool flashy strobe lights flashed onto the ice from above, and he slid underneath them feeling magical in the lighting. He pulled his phone out of his pocket quickly checking the time. 1:45. Perfect, he wouldn't have to leave for a good while now.
Celeste
She wobbled unsteady on her feet over to the ice, looking out onto the ice to see if she knew anyone. She didn't. Great. She though. I don't have to worry about embarrassing myself. Walking on the ground in skates was harder than she remembered. Not harder than walking in high heels, but it definitely felt weird. When she finally stepped onto the ice, everything from that moment on came naturally. The flow of the cool breeze against her already slightly frozen cheeks. Her skates are away at the ice, providing just the right angle to push off. It felt nice being back on the ice. Not being out after a while was boring, and skating felt like a comfort to a trauma that she didn't remember having. Ice skating was always a solution to her problems, and she would live by that statement. Her eyes scanned the large crowds that skated around her. Some in groups, some were couples, others were children who were just learning to skate for the first time. Her heart warmed at the sight of them with the red and blue colored walkers, their parents cheering them on encouragingly. Looking up she spotted her own father, who remained seated up, far back in the bleachers. Staring down upon his phone. Somehow she knew he was probably watching news reports. Ones on politics and presidents. Small things like that which made her skin crawl. The idea of it all made her want to puke. There were two sides to it. The good and the evil. Defining the differences between the two however, was much harder than it used to be. A boy rushed past her, zipping by and interrupting her thoughts. Every part of her wanted to shout something at him. Call him names, or put him in his place for speeding around so quickly, but before a word could leave her mouth he was already gone, heading back around the loop for another time. Though she hadn't made it obvious, she'd had her eye on that boy ever since she'd arrived. Every time she was near him, she could feel something electric spark in her. Not in a sexual way. Not in a sexual way at all! It didn't feel like that, just like those nervous butterflies you get before going on stage to perform, or when you have to speak for a presentation in front of your class. Every part of her wanted to go up and say hello. Street smarts held her back. You don't just waltz up and talk to strangers. She reminded herself, feeling that same strange floppy feeling in her stomach as he passed by yet again. Her mother had taught her since she was an infant. If you don't know them...you don't talk to them. Simple and easy. It always had been easy. Up until now. If anyone asked, she couldn't possibly tell you what became of her. A whole new person had formed. A confident and sort of decent skater, who suddenly knew everything when it came to love decided to go up and say hello. It all started with a simple hello.

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