Lyla Mitchell's POV
Today we were being interviewed by a bunch of news reporters. I normally wouldn't of being a total fan, since reports and the media are absolutely crazy, but I was convinced that nothing could ever bring down my spirits after the news I got yesterday.
Connie and Julie were practically jumping up and down with joy in our dorms when I told them. We all got pared together to share a room, partly because we are women, and partly because men are men. Me and Connie grew to know Julie, and she actually was super cool, and we formed a close bond. I hardly had any girl friends before, so this exciting.
Julie was happy for me because I could finally grow in my hockey future, while Connie was happy for me because I would be playing with cute guys.
"Wow, Lyla! That's wonderful news! You've worked so hard and it's paying off." Julie congratulated, holding my hands as we all sat cross-legged on the bed, eating snacks while watching Boy Meets World on the big tv. Julie was sort of a down to earth girl, she was like the mom of the group. While Connie on the other hand, was crazy. She spoke whatever was on her mind to whoever was in the room. All together, we were the best of friends.
"Oh my god, oh my god! Girl, imagine all the hot boys that you will show up! They'll be drooling over you! You can finally get a Boyfriend." She swoons, causing me to laugh at her over excited attitude. She always knew how to cheer me up in the toughest of times.
I looked over to Julie, who had a confused look on her face.
"Wait, you don't have a boyfriend? I thought You and Adam were a thing." She said, causing me to snort out loud. I quickly shook my head, and provided an explanation to the confused girl.
"Adam? Oh, no no no. We are best friends. He's just, super nice and thoughtful. Come to think of it, he's been a little off lately. He's way more, how do I say it, protective?" I mutter, finally bringing light to his odd behaviour lately.
Julie nodded at the clarification, but Connie only smiled sinisterly.
"I know what's up with his behaviour, and it's not being protective, it's called loveee." She sang, making kissy faces and holding her hands in heart shapes. I couldn't help but laugh, pushing into the soft blanket and smacking her with a pillow. Of course he didn't like me. We were literally siblings.
"He's like my sibling. Why would he even act like that anyways?" I ask while taking a handful of skittles and shoving them in my mouth. All time favourite snack hands down.
"I think it's because of that boy, what's his name? Charlie?" Julie said, causing me to immediately swallow the skittles harshly, making me cough and sputter at her words. I desperately waved my hands in an x-like formation, denying the hideous words that came from the goalies mouth. If I had water in my mouth, it would be all over the poor girl.
Connie took her chance to try and convince me we should date, making me sigh in annoyance.
"No way, are you serious? Lyla he so likes you! Oh my god you have two boys fighting over you! Can I live your life?!" She said, making me scoff in irritation. No way in the existence of the whole galaxy will Charlie Conway ever think even once about liking me. He's a weirdo! We despise each other! And, no way in hell will I ever let his grimy, stinky, probably flea infested hands lay even near me. At least, starting now.
"None of them like me. Im positive. But, do you wanna know what happened on the plane yesterday?" I say, trying to change the subject. But Julie spoke up before I could even muster the words.
"You mean when you and Charlie were holding hands as we took off? Ya, I'm sure that was just his way of showing his hatred, girl." She said sarcastically, casually taking a sip of her coke. I looked at her shock, wondering if anyone else saw the interaction.
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Truthbreaker (2) -Charlie Conway
FanfictionThe goodwill games are coming up and the ducks are more excited then ever. New love will show its self on different ways, and opportunities of great success will follow the young hockey star from Minnesota, Lyla Mitchell. The question is, how will L...