all-stars (jack hughes)

Fresh face (part 1)

𝓙𝓾𝓷𝓮 21, 2019
(ps ava is 16, jack is 18 and everyone else is the same age)

𝓐𝓿𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓸𝓿:
"Dad wakes up we gotta go!" I yell sticking my head out of the door of my room in the hotel. I'm just about ready for the draft pick.

I just finished my junior year 2 weeks prior and this is the first trip I've taken with my dad since school has been out. my dad is Sidney Crosby, number 87.

"Ave I can be ready in 20 minutes we'll be fine and we have an hour" he yelled back in a groggy morning voice.

"I know but we also have a 15-minute drive, plus 5 minutes of trying to find a parking space, and that only leaves us 20 spare minutes if you're ready in 20" I yell back

I like to be on time, early even. I hate being late. I slip into my dress carefully to not mess up my hair, a shorter black dress with spaghetti straps and gold accessories.

I slide into my shoes, a pair of black strap-y heels. after that, I quickly run to the bathroom to do some final touches on my makeup, and I'm ready to go.

I walk to my dads do and knock and yell "almost ready?" he opens the door, fully ready, smiles, and says "ready in 15, now we'll have 25 minutes to spare" my dad is not quite as intense about times as I am but he tries his best because he knows how much being late bothers me and why.

We leave the room and head down to the parking lot and start driving to the Rodgers arena in Vancouver. Most of the players already on the team don't come to the draft but my dad knows I love them so he took me since it's finally summer and I'm done with school.

Some of the potential picks and family are standing outside talking to one other when we get there. Most look like 17-18-year-old boys which I suppose makes sense.

I look up a flight of stairs we're about to go up and see a tall boy, just shorter than my dad talking to a short older lady. the first thing I notice is his suit. I like it when boys put an effort into their appearance. He doesn't look like he just rolled out of bed through on dress clothes and left it looks like he took time to look good. he turns around sees my dad and his face lights up. that's not super rare when walking around with sidney Crosby, especially to and event filled with hockey players.

my dad waves and he smiles and waves back. He looks and me and we lock eyes for a second when somone yells jack from down the stairs and he looks over. I hate to admit it but that boy is quite cute. My dad is protective, especially at these sort of things, because like i mentioned. A TON of 17-18 year old boys all around.  So i try my best not to even look at most of them.

my dad must have notices us looking at each other cause as soon and he was just out of site he looked and me and did that suspicious eyebrow raised face. i quickly get defensive because i've never been great and playing it cool "what!?" i say "nothin" he says calm as could be.

"well why are u looking at me like that?" i say "well why were you looking at jack like that?" he says back and laughs. i stutter, unsure of what to say. "exactly" he says in a cocky tone. My dad can read me like a book. he knows me better than anyone so lying to him is pretty much pointless.

once we're in there we find our seats and relax. they start shortly after, the New Jersey Devils are going first. after a while of speeches and such they announced there first pick.

"For the first pick overall, the New Jersey Devils are proud to select, from the US program... Jack Hughes" the arena fills with cheering. My dad and i are sitting on the floor seats and to my left i see the same boy my dad caught me making eye contact with standing up, hugging a line of people. After a good bit of hugs he makes his way down to the stage and is greeted with handshakes, and cheers. they hand him a red classic NJ devils jersey with 19 on it and he puts it on with a smile across his face.

i couldn't avert my gaze from him.
he walked off the stage and had some photos taken. he walked around a little talking to people and i see him walking directly our way.

"pleasure to meet you sir, im a big fan. it's an honor to be playing in the same league as you" he said to my dad. my dad stood up and shook his hand. i stood up as-well. he and my dad chat
for a moment when he turned over to me stuck out his hand and said "Hi, im jack" he paused "jack Hughes" he said with a smile "hi jack! i'm Ava Crosby" i said shaking his hand "i'm his daughter" i said after.  "it's nice to meet you ava" he said agin with a smile.

that smile

later that night once my dad and i got home i looked jack up on instagram and followed him.

he followed back a few minutes later.

i considered messaging him. but i voted against
what would i even say? it's not like it could ever go anywhere.

i do like that he followed me back tho. i look through some of his photos. god he's cute.
my dad would kill me if he knew how i felt about jack. he probably dosent even like me like that. plus the chances of a guy like that being single are slim.

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