Czechmate

Chapter 1 - Meeting Him

Stephanie and her friend Hailey were sitting in the TD Garden, watching the Bruins play against the Montreal Canadiens. It was now third period and Lucic passes the puck to Spooner, to Spooner than Pasta, then Pasta dangles the puck and makes a slap shot and... SCORE! The winning goal. Hailey and Stephanie both stand up and scream while the jump up and down,

"We won! Oh my gosh that was such a perfect shot!" Stephanie screamed

"It was!! Tuukka of course made some great saves tonight too!" Hailey replied

"Of course he did, he's Tuukka Rask!" Stephanie says

"Hailey! We gotta go back home it's late!" Hailey's mother says as she grabs Hailey's arm

"Bye Steph!! Um, i'll see you tomorrow!" Hailey waves and leaves the Garden with her mother

Stephanie looked down to her fan sign for her favorite Bruins player, David Pastrnak, "I want Pasta to see this sign, just once, seeing him smile would make my life." and she goes down to the glass with the sign in her hands and hits on the glass and raises it up, "Pasta! Pasta!" but it was too late, the Bruins were already skating off the ice and going back to the dressing rooms.

"I knew he wouldn't see it.. so pointless, why do I try?" she sighed

"Yeah your right, your never gonna meet him! at least i've met my favorite player, good luck meeting him.... NOT!" It was just a bitchy Habs fan.

"At least we won... we've won like 4 games against you Habs so far, and you've won how many, eh?"

The next thing she knew, she was covered in cola and a bag of popcorn was dumped on her head, "Beat that! Stupid Bruins fan." and finally he left. Stephanie clenched her fists then bolted to the bathroom and locked herself in a stall.

"Why me?! This is such a horrible night!" Stephanie yelled and she started crying as the soda that was dumped on her drips down the ends of her hair.

She soon walked out of the stall and put on a Bruins beanie to cover it up and she fixed her makeup, "Great now I have to go out there looking like this!" She stormed out of the bathroom and down the hall and down towards the front entrance doors until she collides with someone.

"Oh my gosh, i'm so sorry I wasn't looking where I was going.."

"Thats okay! Everyone has it happen to them sometimes, right?" replied a thick, Czech accent.

Steph looked up to the 6 foot boy, and there it was, baby blue eyes, dirty blonde flow that seemed to always be in place perfectly, and of course, that beautiful smile that could turn any frown upside down.

"Oh my god.. ar- ar- are you real?!" she squealed

"Of course i'm real! What else would I be?" he chuckled

"Oh my god, I love you.. your my favorite player! I- I- can't believe i'm standing right in front of you!" She gave him a tight hug then let go.

He smiled brightly and hugged her back, then a piece of popcorn fell out of her hair, "What happened? your hair is kind of sticky." Pasta asked.

"Oh, right.. once the game ended I ran down to the glass to hold up a fan sign, but you were already gone by the time I was out there, and I ran into a stuck up Habs fan... and things kind of went... bad."

He nodded then looked down to her, "I know how they can be, I had to play them tonight."

She nodded, "Well I guess I better go.. your probably have to go get changed and head home, you must be tired.. I honestly can't believe I met you! can you sign my jersey?"

Pasta took out a sharpie and signed her jersey then Stephanie hugged him one last time, "Thank you so much! and by the way, great winning goal tonight you made!" and she started walking off.

"Hey! Where are you going?" Pasta asked her

"I'm going back home, i'm walking there."

"I can give you a ride! its cold out, you don't want to be out in that!"

"Really? you would give me a ride to my house?"

"Yeah its probably not that far from here, I just need to go get my bags, so will you wait here?"

She nodded and leaned against the wall and watched him disappear into the dressing rooms and waited for him to return.

Pasta came back out with his bags and a small guy with brown hair, and hazel eyes following behind him, "Oh my gosh! your Ryan Spooner!" she said as she got up and he smiled at her, "Yes I am." Steph took out her sharpie and handed it to him, "Will you sign my jersey?" he nods and signs it then Pasta looks to Steph. "I hope you don't mind if Spoons comes with us, we are roommates."

Stephanie smiled big, "I don't mind at all!" Pasta giggled at her and they all headed out to Pastas car, and Steph climbed into the back seat and she watched as Spoons got in, then Pasta.