I forgive you

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"Did you know about this!" Charlie said as I walked into the room. He was holding up the bill.

"No I didn't at all. I wouldn't even have came if I knew. I probably even would've told you guys. I really thought they were doing something fun!" I said.

"Did Banks know?" Charlie asked.

I nodded slowly, "But he didn't want to do it! He looked off all night!" I defended Adam.

"Defending rich boy?" Dean looked at me.

"Shut up." I shook my head looking at him. The first time I actually looked at him tonight. "I think Adam's hesitant though. You know how he gets with hockey! And besides he just wants to make his dad happy." I shrugged. It was silent for a few seconds. "Well.. Shall we start cleaning up so we're not here all night?" I asked with a small smile.

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"Man I already hate having to do my own dishes, now I have to do different peoples. And my fucking hair is getting in the way." I sighed putting my hair behind my ear. As our group of Connie, Dean, Goldberg, Averman, and I were doing the dishes. I could feel a presence behind me. I felt hands go to my hair and start the braid it. Fishtail braid it..

I looked over my shoulder and saw Dean looking me into my eyes. My heart was racing. He gave my one of his loving smiles. I returned it and went back to what I was doing as I let him do my hair.

Connie looked at me mentally freaking out for me and gave me the widest smile. I smiled back to her and both Averman and Goldberg were giving me small smiles.

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"How are we going to get back?" Dwayne asked. We were stranded. It was one something in the morning and it was fucking cold.

"We could call a cab." Guy said.

"With what money?" Luis sighed.

"How far would you think it'd be to walk?" Charlie asked.

"Charlie, it was a twenty minute drive here. It's gonna take like an hour walking back to the dorms and we don't even know where we are." Fulton said, bringing a shivering Julie closer to his body.

I sighed getting out my phone, "I'm calling Scooter. He has his license. He's the nicest one out of the whole team, besides Adam, and Jude."

"How big's his car?" Dean asked.

"Someone needs to ring Adam." I told them.

"Why?" Averman asked.

"He got held back in kindergarten. Remember? He has his license" Connie rolled her eyes getting out her phone and calling Adam.

After a few times of ringing, Scooter finally picked up. "Hello?" He asked groggily.

"Scooter can you come pick me and some of the ducks up. We're stranded."

"At the restaurant?"

"Mhm."

"You're lucky I love you, girl." He sighed. "I'll be there in like thirty minutes. I just have to sneak off school grounds which takes about ten minutes because of the security shit."

"You're amazing! Bye." I hung up the phone. "He's on his way."

"Same with Adam." Connie smiled.

"How long? It's fucking cold." Russ complained.

"Thirty minutes." I sighed.

Everyone looked at Connie. "Same." They all groaned.

I sat down the sidewalk and shivered. I hate winter. I felt a jacket go around me. Dean sat down next to me. I smiled at him. "So.. Hi." He said.

"Hi Dean." I said. I inhaled and could smell his scent from his jacket. "It smells like you." I told him.

"Yeah?" He asked.

I nodded, "My favorite smell." I sighed.

His smile got even bigger. But then it dropped, "Har, I'm so sorry I really am." He said taking my hand.

"I know you are Dean." I stopped myself for a second. "I forgive you." I said looking up at the sky. I could see his smile through the corner of my eye. I didn't know if anyones smile could get bigger than his in that moment. He put his arm around me.

And hesitantly, I rested my head on his shoulder.

Yo anther update for ya'll. I've been trying to get more into this book again. Trying to Get Dean and Harley back together. I'm thinking to writing a sequel to this one and it'll be like their next school year and shit. I'm excited to write it because it'll contain more of the actual high school stuff and more of all the characters then just hockey drama. -cat

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