RINK

ONE

Ameerah

"Please welcome, Ameerah Al-Zeitoun!"

After that, everything for me is a blur. All I knew was that I ended up leaving the arena in the back of an ambulance.

••••

it wasn't long before the dark haired female was pulled away from her thoughts. her attention was now on her blonde best friend. anastasia. she had known the girl since they were in diapers really, it was only inevitable they'd attend the same university. "i'm sorry, what were you saying stassie?" she spoke from her spot on the bench.

her friend simply giggled, shaking her head. "i said, the guys are almost here. alex just texted me."

"of course they are." she couldn't help the eye roll that had came from her. "i can't even skate what's the point in me coming?"

"so you're not in your room by yourself. listen ames, i know the accident and the breakup were hard but it's time to move on. and i, know the perfect person to help you move on."

ameerah knew from the look on her friends face who she was talking about, she narrowed her eyes at the blonde. "absolutely not, i hate him." she continued. "the guy is a pain in the ass. and he terrorizes me."

"who terrorizes you?" the girls were pulled from their conversation by none other than anastasia's long term boyfriend, roman bell.

"your dad." ameerah was quick to speak, pretending to gag once ana went to kiss him. her remark was followed with a not so polite gesture from the male.

"still crippled?" she heard from behind her.

"still a jackass?" ameerah shot back, turning around to face the very man who never failed to annoy her.

"very funny princess. how long till you're out of the cast?" antonio spoke, taking a seat on the bench across of her.

"how long till you leave me alone?" she hummed out, adjusting her jacket.

"depends. you still with the douche?" the italian spoke, raising a brow at the female in front of him. "or are you allowed to actually go out now?"

"what do you want antonio?" she spoke, ignoring his question.

"to ditch the couples and get hot chocolate from the cafe?" he grinned, watching her. "or do you want to stay and watch them the entire night?"

without sparing a glance at the group she gathered her things. "you're paying," she declared, holding herself up on her crutches.

antonio grabbed ameerah's bookbag, playfully rolling his eyes. "like i would make you pay." he joked, rushing to hold the door open for the girl. "you're fast, are the crutches on sportsmode?"

"shut up before i change my mind." she let out a small laugh.