Lola
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I'm pretty sure I'm lost. I had no idea how big this place was, they have three other rinks, I've walked past five washrooms which kind of makes me want to pee. And there was a park in the back and a whole gym, where do they find the money to fund this rink?
I spot someone in a green shirt that says Volunteer, he must know where the concession stand is. "Hi" I stop him in his tracks, he looks at me, I'm taller than the average female, or asain for that matter, he is maybe around 5'5 and looks up the whole three inches, eyes wide open. I feel a little uncomfortable. "Hi" he replies, his voice is very high. He clears his throat and replies "can I help you?" His voice much deaper than before.
"Yeah, I'm looking for the concession stand. You wouldn't happen to know where it is, would you?" I say
"Down the hall to the left at the vending machine" I make a map in my head
"Ok thank you!" He nods and walks away. I follow his directions, walking down the hall, finding the vending machine and turning left. By the time I turn left, I see a butt load of people, holy crap all this for snacks?
Umm, no Juli can go without her Skittles. I turn around and start to make my way back to the rink.
"Where are my Skittles?" juli looks at my empty hand.
"I'm sorry the line was so long"
She sighs, shakes her head and says softly "it's ok I guess" she sticks out her bottom lip and gives me puppy eyes, making me feel a little guilty.
"Fine, I'll go line up." Her eyes light up "but if it starts without me, you better sleep with one eye open tonight" they dim out a little bit and she sinks into her seat.
I lean my head back and laugh before walking away.
By the time I make it to the concession stand, all those people are gone, I look at my watch, it's 7:30, the game has already started, uh-oh. "Hi!" I say to the cashier.
"What can I get you?" The girl replies back, she looks to be a freshman, making money for herself, which reminds me, I start my co-op and my job tomorrow, I'm so excited.
"A pack of Skittles, popcorn and nachos please!" I take out my wallet.
"Ok, anything else?"
"A bag of whoppers please" I like have it with my popcorn, delicious.
"Ok, that'll be $36.90" $40 dollars for four items? That's outrageous, I don't have that kind of money.
"I'm sorry, I changed my mind, could you remove the nachos"
"Yeah of course" she clicks some buttons on her screen
"The new total is $21.46" that I can work with. I hand her the money and she counts the change.
Zach
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"Where the fuck is she?" Luke asks, we are five minutes away from doing the push back and Like has only spotted Juli in her seat but not Lola. Nervous is an understatement for what he's feeling right now.
"Ask her" I motion my head to Juli who is on her phone.
"Juli!" Luke shouts at her, she looks up from her phone and nods at Luke.
"Yeah?" She yells back, she's right behind the players box but the rink is really loud, from everyone wanting to see us play.
"Where's Lola?"
"Getting food, why?" He lets out a breath and is visibly calmer than before, he was scared she was going to miss it, to be honest so was I.
"The game is starting soon, I was nervous" she rolls her eyes at him and looks back at her phone, frantically texting, odd.
I look up that the big clock and it says 7:25, five minutes till show time. I message my neck as a pre-game ritual and mentally prepare myself for what's coming
It's just another game
I recite in my head, no need to be nervous, my entire future totally isn't riding on this game. I look out at the crowd and see nearly six scouts with their clipboards and collared shirts. A few other scouts have come to my game before but none of them were for the Rangers.
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Lola
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"Crap!" I run around this maze trying to find the rink. "Crap balls!" I yell louder looking at my watch. The cashier took nearly half an hour trying to count change, FRIKING change. I'm late for the game, so unbelievably late.
Lucky for me this place is empty except for the long line of people waiting to get in. Unlucky for me, I got a tad lost looking for the area again.
"Dammit!" I passed that billboard about seven times. At this point in just aimlessly running toward any noise. I stop in the middle of the empty hallway full of award cases. I hear whistling, cheering and boos, hockey no doubt.
I speed walk toward the noise, am I delusional or is it coming from bpth the left and right. I'm not delusional. The area seems bigger than when I left, it's crowded but for some reason it makes the place seem bigger. This wasn't the same practice rink I met my brother in the beginning of the week. This was more upscale, I was in too much of a rush to really enjoy this rink, nothing compared to Harvard but it was definitely something.
The rink is in the middle surrounded by what looks to be over twenty rows. This place is so luxurious even the penalty box looks fancy, damn what I would give to be in there right now, away from everyone, all the noise, the work, the people. That must be what heaven is like.
The lower I get the penalty box gets bigger, I actually see someone in there, someone in both boxes actually, Harvard and Boston U.
Well I'll be damned if it isn't my good ol' friend Ace in the Harvard penalty box. This guy always gets in the penalty box. Wait is that? Luke? How the hell did he get there?
I find my seat, all the guys are standing and yelling but there's only one person in the crowd that I recognize. Blonde wavy hair yelling at the ref to get glasses. Juli.
"Juli!" I was beside her to my seat, currently blocked by some guy who looks invested in the game but no doubt slowly inched towards her.
"Lola!" She embraces me was the guy backs away. He's kinda cute
"Where the fuck have you been? You missed so much!"
"I got a tad lost"
"Of course you did" she sits down and I hand her her much needed skittles
"What's i miss? Also how did my brother end up in the penalty box?"
I shove whoppers and popcorn in my mouth, delicious.
"Ummm, I'm pretty sure that guy in Harvard" she points to Ace in penalty box "started saying shit and was like 'oh your school suck, I don't know why Lola went there'" she made her voice deep to imatate a guy, which makes me laugh
"Of course he'd say that, then what happened?"
"Oh ur brother threw his stick on the ground and started beating the shit out of him" my jaw drops
"Hey, i don't want to see your whoppers and half chewed popcorn" she closes my mouth
"Hold the telephone! They got in a fight!? In the first" I look at the score board "hour!?"
"Yep! Over you no less" I roll my eyes at her statement and push her head
"Watch the damn game"
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Only You
RomanceMeet Lola Zhang, Youngest of 2 to the Zhang family enterprise. Her parents only care about their eldest son, Luke Zhang, heir to the billion dollar company, but he only cares about hockey at Boston U. She however works her ass off to at leas...
