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26 year old, Connor Deluca, is a professional Hockey player in the NHL; who just moved into the expensive Citrus Grove Community.
23 year old, Serena Jade, is the recluse famous author known to the public only under her pen name Skylyn Voss, and...
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_____________ Connor rarely ever got nervous before a game, hockey was his blood, his life, it gave his purpose.
But tonight, he couldn't help but bounce around in the locker room and run through plays in his head.
Connor and his team would be going against the Houston bullets, putting their undefeated titles out on the ice, and going against their rivals.
Josh came up and slapped his shoulder, startling him out of his laser focus with a large shake.
"Ready bro?" He said sharply, a friendly smile playing on his lips.
He looked over at him and mirrored it, "Of course."
Connor shared a knowing nod with his best friend before turning to the rest of his team.
"Yo! I wanna know if you pussies are ready to play some hockey!" Connor yelled in the locker room slowing spinning around to his team, hyping up the team before games was his thing as captain.
"Yeah!" They yelled in unison throwing their sticks up.
"What are we wearing on that ice tonight!?" Connor yelled.
"Bullet proof vests!" They yelled back.
"They might be bullets but we are-"
"Guns!"
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This was the rush he lived for, the circling red and blue lights above, the screaming from die hard fans around them as the skated onto the ice.
He flashed his killer grin to the blurry crowd through the cage on his helmet, so many people here tonight. Biggest crowd this season. All for the big game.
He skated the perimeter of the rink waving and smiling as the crowd screamed for him, his team behind him doing the same thing. After their introduction they started to scrimmage and practice on their side of the rink, the away team then skated on and were met with a crowd of boos.
They didn't wave or smile, just went right to practice time.
Connor sent them a scowl from across the ice and dribbled a puck like second nature, he looked to Luca and Josh and sent them a small nod.
They knew exactly what to do.
Connor sprinted down the left wing toward the bullets side, he smirked as Lucas and Josh passed a puck between them.
He opened his stance for receiving and in a instant Josh sent the puck down the ice at Connor.
He caught it easily and spun past a bullet, aiming for their goal, he flicked it into the net right past their goalie, scoring with ease.
The crowd cheered violently as the rival team sent staggering and murderous glared at Connor. He shouldered past one, as the ref blew the whistle at him to get off their side.
