i love the new york rangers. i'm probably their biggest fan, which is a big claim for a 21 year old girl. i grew up in upstate new york, and for my birthday, as long as i can remember my dad got us tickets to the rangers home opener. sure i have three older brothers, but none of them are into hockey like me and my dad. they'll cheer for whatever team is winning no matter who's playing. they've always been hard core baseball fans.
i've always loved the rangers, they've always been my team, so to say i have a collection of their memorabilia is an understatement. my favourite player of theirs is probably matt rempe. i know, i know, doesn't seem like im a life long fan, but he's good at hockey, good at fighting, and he's cute.
my 22nd birthday is june 30th, and my friends and i are going to our favourite club to celebrate, even if it is a day early. because i live in the heart of the city and the girls live all around the city, we've decided to get ready and pregame at my place.
the girls all showed up around 7 and we had chipotle while we got ready so we had some food in our stomachs. i'm wearing a simple black dress with black and gold heels, and of course gold jewelry. the finishing touch is my 'birthday girl' tiara and body glitter all over my long wavy blonde hair.
"stassie, come do shots before we go!" my best friend, cora, called from the other side of the bathroom door "i'll be right there, just gotta wash my hands" i go out to my kitchen and see all 3 girls pouring shots of vodka for us.
"cheers to stassie turning 22 and cheers to us for being the hottest girls in new york tonight!" tate cheered. we all clinked our glasses and took our shots before we ran downstairs to our waiting uber.
we got out at the bar and i tipped the uber generously for getting us there so quick. we got in the club and sat at the bar to order our drinks before we hit the dance floor and hopefully find a cute guy to entertain for the night.
after nearly an hour of dancing with the girls, i went to the bathroom. while i was in there cora texted me.
C🐠
omg stas get out here matt rempe just walked in
stas🙂↕️
WHAT.
C🐠
swear on my life he's at the bar with some guys
stas🙂↕️
IM OMW
i rush out of the bathroom to see that cora was not lying. matt rempe is towering over everyone in the club walking over to a booth with a couple other guys.
"oh my god stas, you could totally pull him" kennedy whispers in my ear when i get to the girls. "i don't know ken," "oh my god stassie, you are literally a hockey players dream, short, in shape, and blonde, and your the sweetest person on the planet. and a rangers fan." tate and cora nod in agreement at her words, "but, cora, you're brunette, short and in shape, ken, your blonde and skinny, and tate, your a fit, mid height, blonde," i get cut off by them shushing me and handing me another drink.
back on the dance floor i can't shake the feeling someone is watching me. "cora, is someone watching us or am i paranoid?" "well i think someone is watching YOU, but not us as a whole" i look at her confused and she spins me around, facing the same way as her. looking out way, and more specifically, at me, is matt rempe. "what do i do?!" "you keep shaking ass and if he doesn't make a move i will" i laugh at her antics and keep dancing with my girls.
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"bro matt, are you even with us still" "huh, oh yeah, what" "we can see you eyeing that chick up over there, go make a move" "what if she rejects me?" "bro you're 6'8 and play for the rangers, any girl in the city would love you"
