The Face Off

002

March 18, 2020
Newark, new jersey

Callum

I wasn't planning to watch the Devils plays especially since we live in Manhattan and the traffic is horrible when it's game day. However, Dante and James bought tickets last minute just to not go back home after practice. The practice was brutal today especially since we lost last week and the season ends next month thankfully however the NHL Stanley Cups playoff starts right after it.

Surprisingly the dip shits of my friends got seats together and left me right alone next to the brown-haired girl. funny

She was alone too that didn't sit well with me since she seemed my age even then shit always goes sideways there someone.

During the first period, she asked me a question I'm not the talking person type but I did and when I did talk to her I wanted to talk to her more. She looked adorable if you asked me she wasn't wearing a jersey but she was wearing a black platform Converse with black baggy jeans and a white t-shirt with a red zipper sweater.

My eyes kept lingering throughout the game until no shocker Huges shot a goal almost at the end of the first period causing a reckoning in our section.

I saw how her eyes quickly took everything in and excitedly gave a high five to some old couple and me too.

Who and I'm kidding I sound like a fucking dork right now this is so out of character.

That's when she suddenly spoke. "Hey, Callum what if we both play a game?"
"And what would that game be Camille?" I said trying not to sound like an idiot. "If the Devils win I give you my number and If they lose you give me yours." She said as she looked right back at me. "Sure but why does that sound like a win for you regardless?" I said with a small grin. "A real win is if the Devils win and don't lose their fourth game streak." She said with a beautiful smile as we waited for the second period to start. "I guess you're not that lost in the game Camille you have a deal." She looked back at me like I just offended her. "I'm not that clueless about hockey Callum I'm what you call self-taught." I was gonna reply to that when suddenly a guy called her name holding popcorn came.

"I guess theirs two wins right now the Devils and mine I got her number." The guys said passing by sitting on her right side handing her the popcorn.

"You want me to praise you for your win cousin well I will after you get me food afterward and you missed a whole period including Huges wrist shot." Surprisingly she did know her hockey I looked at my phone trying not to sound like I was listening to their conversation.

"Sorry, Cam and I will buy you anything off the menu after."

I couldn't hear more after that since the second period started. I noticed now and then that her cousin was explaining something to her as she nodded in understanding sorta wishing it was me she was asking. I wasn't sure much about who was going to win tonight.

Oh, that was something.

The Devils won 4-2 the game was something and I wanted to go home I was exhausted and the three-hour game didn't help. As soon as it ended I forgot about the deal I made with Camille and walked out when someone grabbed my wrist.

"Walking out on a deal Callum real classic," Camille said holding eye contact with me. "Oh shit my bad Camille" suddenly remember and took my phone out handing my phone to her. She put her number in and gave it back "Nice meeting you Cal try not to be too forgetful next time." She stated that it sounded more like a statement. 

The guys walked to me later knowing damn well to not ask me what happened tonight. As soon as I got home being too exhausted I threw myself straight to bed.

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It was officially a shitty Wednesday morning coach made us work our asses off, especially since we have a game in two days. To say he isn't giving us crap about our win yesterday is a win. We all headed to the locker room to take off all that gear and head to the shower that hot shower was so fucking needed. I walked out to see everyone changing when I looked at my phone curiously debating if I should text Camille I knew I didn't need distractions but still as if Dante knew what I was thinking about he came over.

"You thinking of the chick of last night?" Dante said with a playful smile that only meant trouble. "Don't call her chick she has a name," I muttered not trying to have this conversation with the manwhore of our school. I don't slut shame but damn he is one no matter how much of a best friend he is to me.

"My advice is to text her Cal you never know and it's not like she was throwing herself at you she seemed cool plus your demeanor changed around her." That's the last thing I heard from him as I walked out of the locker room taking my phone out and looking for her contact.

I mean what else can happen?

Messages

Callum
Hey

Camille ⭐️
I didn't think you were
gonna text me tbh

Callum
IDK if I should be offended by
this but then again I'm talking to someone who put a star on their name.

Camille ⭐️
Ouch don't shit on stars plus
your contacts looked all plain and
no photos too I should've taken one  💔

Callum
maybe next time?

Camille ⭐️
oh? just maybe Callum

End of chat

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I keep writing bcs I have sm ideas and that is rare it's also day one and a school night so HELP ME.

i really hope you enjoyed this chap!!

also im not a smarty pants on hockey unfortunately ive only been into it for like a year and read a bunch of hockey romance to understand a bit of it.

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