Lexi
The friends we have as children shape us. Some of them we keep forever, some of them we lose along the way... but all of them leave something behind... or in his case, take something as they leave.
Mason Jennings held my heart in his hands at...
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Feint left.
Mason's not clear - shit.
Where the fuck is Hugo?
"Turner!"
I look to my right - ah, there's Hugo.
I pass to him but Sam steals.
So I chase, down the rink faster than these buff boys can go. I intercept, and steal the puck back much to Sam's annoyance. He yells and chases after me but I've already passed the puck to Mason and continued on as if I still have it - the perfect distraction.
Mason passes to Hugo and he takes a shot, blocked by Anthony at first but Mason gets the rebound and hits the net in the upper left corner, ending the scrimmage and giving us the win over fellow junior Oscar Bradshaw's team.
I whip my helmet off and pull the elastic out my hair, shaking it out so it falls across my shoulders.
I'm tired, hot and overwhelmed by the prospect of my first game this weekend but my smile doesn't falter as I skate over to Mason who's smiling proudly at me from the end of the rink.
"Well Cap? How am I shaping up?" I ask.
"Baby you know I'm obsessed with your shape." he replies with a wink.
I wack him with my stick as he chuckles.
He closes the small distance between us and kisses my forehead.
"You're doing brilliant Lex, you know you are. You've got half the team quaking in their skates that they'll lose their spot to make way for more figure skater transfers."
"Would that be such a bad thing?"
"If it's my temperamental cousin who makes the switch then yes, it's a bad thing." Anthony chimes in.
"Lay off her Anthony. She's no more dramatic than you." I counter.
"Now now Lexi, you're on my team now. You've gotta be on my side." he protests.
"I don't have to do shit Preston." I chuckle, "Besides, it's rather enjoyable watching you be emasculated by a sweet, 5ft 3 version of yourself."
The guys chuckle and Anthony shoves them off as we're recalled to the centre line by Coach.
"Gentlemen, I suggest you thank your new team member. With Turner on the rink you actually look worth your funding."
I chuckle, "Thanks Coach."
He winks at me and I know he said what he did mostly because he enjoys messing with his players. He's aware of the calibre of talent he has on his team, I don't doubt he's using me as a challenge to push them harder and I don't mind one bit. I'm back in my sport because of him. If he wanted me to skate naked to work on their ability to focus I think I'd have a hard time denying him.
