On The Ice

Ch. 13 His Lucky Charm

The puck was shot across the ice to the left of me, I raced over to get it, but I wasn't the only one having the same thought, their left wing came racing after me, I had the possession of the puck, I was frozen in the moment, their left wing still racing towards me.

"Oh shit." I said to myself, I shot the puck in any direction, I collided with the boards, and the left wing of The Saints team.

"Get the fuck off of her!" Mr. Player Jase Anderson yelled, he threw his gloves and his helmet off, he grabbed the guy and dragged him off of me, he punched him in the face, his wet hair glistening with sweat fell perfectly over his face, he looked like a super model, the guy punched him back.

"Alright that's it! Your lucky I don't throw you out of the game for this!" The ref blew his whistle, the ref helped the left wing to his bench, Jase came over to me, blood dripping from his nose, even then he looked good, maybe even hotter.

"I guess your my lucky charm." He added, he looked like he was about to kiss me, he would if the ref didn't grabbed him, and take him to the penalty box.

"#15 Jase Anderson, two minutes for fighting." I heard some boos from the crowd, his lucky charm, it was stupid I know, but it was sweet in a way, I didn't know what way though.

"What a great start to the 3rd period, a fight, Jase Anderson is going crazy tonight." The announcer said, we were winning by two points, I looked to Jase sitting in the box, I skated over to the bench as another player went on.

"I'll be back." I told my Coach, he only answered with the nod of his head, I walked into the locker game, and pulled out my phone, and prayed she'd pick up.

"Hey girl!" Honey answered, I sighed relieved, I leaned my head back on the cold brick wall.

"Honey! I think you were right!" I cut her off, by my shouting, I heard her giggling, I didn't understand, this wasn't time to giggling.

"Of course I was!" She chuckled, he did like me? Or did he really? Thoughts of disaster came rushing to my mind.

"Do you think he really likes me?" I murmured, he did call me 'his lucky charm.' But that could mean anything, he's a player! He could just be messing with my heart.

"Alessandra come on now, boys tease when they like you! That's all he's been doing with you." She defended her statement, she was right, I'm probably just overthinking it right?

"I may just be overthinking it... and everything else." I sighed, I hated this feeling, when it go away, it made me anxious.

"You are! And you better get back to your game." She reminded me, I completely forgot about the game, I hung up the phone without saying goodbye, but Honey would understand, I pick my phone back into my bag, and rushed out, Coach Sydney stood tall and sternly when I walked out.

"Girl problems." I simply mumbled, he made a disgusted face.

"Yep, yeah, okay you'll just stay on the bench." Coach Sydney spat out, his words all jumped out of his mouth in one breath.

"Oh looks like we found Alessandra Russo, she seems to be doing better, their head Coach says she won't be playing for the rest of the 3rd period." The announcer spoke, I saw some disappointment in the crowd, and in the tone of the announcer's voice, I saw 5 minutes left on the clock, Jase Anderson skated over, the horrible feeling came back to me, he sat down next to me.

"Hey princess." He softly spoke my stupid pet name, I rolled up my eyes up to find some patience, this boy was getting on my nerves.

"Hello Mr. Anderson." I replied, I heard him chuckling beside me, I swear if he was about to pull something, I would punch him in the face so bad.

"If your going to try something, at this very moment, and in this very location, I will punch you in the face so hard, you'd wished you never thought of trying something." I simpered, I watched in the corner of my eye, Jase slowly turned away.

"Whatever you say princess." He laughed.

"Give it time princess, you'll see, you don't really hate me." He smirked, fuck, fuck, why did he have to smirk? He knew it would make me go crazy, a tomato red blush found it's way to my cheeks.

"I hate you, and that's final." I breathed, I gave him a sarcastic, fake smile, he got the idea, and looked away, why did he have to be so... so annoying, ignorant, and most of all perfect, how could he be so perfect? I questioned myself. No wonder all the girls in our school had a huge crush on him.

***

"Hey princess." I spoke in my charming voice, that usually made the ladies go crazy, but not Alessandra Russo, I sat down next to her, as I saw her roll her eyes trying to find some patience.

"Hello Mr. Anderson." Alessandra replied, well we were getting fancy with these names, I chuckled.

"If your going to trying something, at this very moment, and in this very location, I will punch you in the face so hard, you'd wished you never thought of trying something." Alessandra innocently smiled after threatening to punch me in the face.

"Whatever you say princess." I tried the charm speak again, maybe this time it'll work better, or so I thought.

"Give it time princess you'll see, you don't really hate me." Alessandra turned to look at me, I smirked at her, she quickly turned away, I saw a light blush come onto her cheeks.

"I hate you, and that's final." She breathed through her teeth, she was fighting the urge not to punch me in the face, she gave me a sarcastic, fake smile.

***

The game finally ended, we had won 4-2, me and the boys walked back to the dressing room, I went in first, Jase stopped every other guy from coming in, Jase was taller, and bigger then every guy on our team.

"I'll see you later." I told Jase, as I walked out of the locker room, I made my way back to my room, I kicked off my shoes, and immediately went straight to my room, I dropped my bag on the floor, and jumped into bed.