Ice [Krii7y]

1. Fame

Smitty's Pov

I sighed, my breath heavy as I walked back into the locker room. I had just got done with another hockey game. God, coach has been really bossy with the whole team lately. Well, I mean, we do have the championship soon. I just don't get why he has to be so bossy every single time. Can't he put down the attitude for one second? I walked to my locker and started to get all the gear off, god, I stink. I took off the last part of the gear and the team manager had came into the locker room, telling the team about the time we had to go to the airport for the plane. A few days ago, a few of my friends were talking about how I'll probably meet some girls and blah blah. But honestly? Not what I'm looking for right now. I just want someone who's interested in my interests, and just someone who actually loves me, like a lot. I don't care what, a boy or a girl, I don't care really. Maybe I will meet somebody. Who knows?

Timeskip

I stretched as I woke up, groaning and looking at the time. It's 8am, and the plane should take off at 9am. I quickly got up and got ready, packing all the necessary shit. All I ate for breakfast was just some chips. I could eat later. I hurried into my car and drove to the airport, soon meeting up with my team. My coach was still as bossy, but at least he didn't have as much attitude than before. A few minutes passed and we boarded on the plane. My seat was the window seat, and there was another seat beside me, but none of my teammates had gotten that seat. I sat down and soon after a brown haired guy sat down in the seat next to me. I didn't strike conversation, just kinda sat there awkwardly as I looked out the window. I was hoping he wouldn't speak to me, but that's exactly what happened.

"Hey, you look really familiar. You popular in anyway?"

I turned to him, and I got a bit surprised from who he was. He was a popular figure skater, or at least he looks like him.

"Uh.. yeah. Jaren Smith. Hockey player. Are you uh.. popular too? I feel like I recognize you."

"Mhm. I'm a famous figure skater, name's John Keyes."

"Cool, you going to the championship too? Well, for yours?"

"Yeah, you're going to yours too, I'm guessing."

"Yep. Anyways, nice chat."

I saw him nod and we just both stopped talking to each other. Fuck, that was awkward. He was pretty, that's for sure, but I absolutely hate small convos that strangers make with me. I have no idea what to say in them. I rested my head against seat, looking out the window as the plane took off.