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Dallas Tucker was a force to be reckoned with on the ice, he was the best of the best. Every coach wanted him on their team, every guy wanted to be him and every girl wanted to sleep with him. That was until the scandal.
A scandal so bad that...
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You always hear of celebrities getting into scandals that ruin their careers, it is always difficult to process why people in such a perfect position would throw it all away over the most minuscule things. Take Demi Lovato for instance, she was addicted to cocaine and heroin. She had a perfect position, being a child actor turned singer songwriter, had fans that adored her and put her on a pedestal.
You never comprehend the reasoning behind it but people in those positions are just the same as you and I, they have mental health problems and past traumas, all that contributes to why they ruin their lives. There is always a reason behind actions, even if it is deep beneath the surface.
I never thought I would experience watching a 'celebrity' go through a scandal but being the daughter of a famous hockey player now coach meant that I had a deeper insight into the lives of hockey players.
In Canada Dallas Tucker was considered one of the best players to grace the ice in the past two decades, he was compared to the greats of the rink. Even opposing teams admired the way he moved on the ice, how his team worked like a well oiled machine all due to him. In the eyes of hockey fans he was a 'celebrity' but in my eyes he was just Dallas.
Dallas who never spoke to me, who ignored my entire existence from when we were introduced when I was 12. It didn't look as though he hated me but instead that he was bored when I was there. Granted I was a rather annoying child but the silent treatment for an ADHD ridden child never worked well.
When he moved to college and my dad took me to watch his games it became worse, he wouldn't even look in my direction. He would look at my dad and ignore all my attempts to be friendly.
As I hit my teenage years the classic spout of anxiety took over my mind, the only time I was confident was on the ice. Only if the hockey boys weren't there, particularly Dallas. There was no denying that teenage hormones took over whenever I saw him, he had matured into the most attractive man I had ever seen but that didn't stop the insecure thoughts that ran through my head when he entered the rink.
Any time the team would come to practice whilst I was there I would run off the ice and escape as quick as possible. I stopped coming to games, choosing to watch them on the TV rather than in person.
I hadn't seen Dallas since I was 15 years old, 4 years ago. It was only a passing glance but after that he never graced my eyesight again. I practiced at a different rink so that I didn't have to see the boys. When they came to our house I would go and stay with a friend. Even if my hormones begged me to stay and ogle at the pretty hockey boys the insecure thoughts in my head overruled.
My parents noticed that I didn't want to be around their team but they never questioned it. They were the perfect type of parents, never intervening unless I really needed help. It allowed me to work through problems on my own.
In my head I had planned that I would never have to see the hockey boys ever again until I moved away from the city we lived in and moved on with my own life. I had it perfectly planned out but that changed when Dallas Tucker went through a scandal. A national scandal that had the country talking about him in a completely different light. The type of scandal that caused a sponsor to drop from the team.
My plan was ruined by my dad's stupid idea to keep his star player under supervision. Rather than avoiding hockey until the day I die...
