paige pov
i just stared at where she was sitting as she left the arena. had she not noticed me? did she not see me? does she not want to talk to me? i questioned myself, overthinking every possible scenario right now.
after a minute of staring where she was, i decided that i should take a shower first, then look for her.
it had been about 15 minutes and i was now out of the shower, dressed in uconn sweats.
i remembered that she was added to the group chat, meaning i could find her number there.
i finally found it, debating on how to introduce myself and how to ask her where she is, not wanting to look like a stalker.
instead, i just thought of an excuse about my knee acting up, knowing that was a perfect opportunity to see her.
Mya
Paige
hey mya, im paige. i wanted to talk to u earlier but it seems like u left, and my knee was acting up. so cld u take a look at it?
mya
sure! come by my office
paige
i'll be there in 5
i hobbled my way out of the arena and to the hall, where the offices were located.
upon reach mya's office, i knocked on the door.
mya's pov
i looked at my door for a bit, knowing i was about to meet the paige bueckers.
you can do this. she's just a student- or patient. no i cant do this. i doubted myself as another knock could soon be heard.
i cussed under my breath for my nervousness, quickly gettinf up from my seat to open the door.
on the other side stood paige, hair still wet, dressed in uconn basketball sweaters, leaning against the wall, looking down on me.
"hi." she whispered.
"hey." i said back, not wanting to sound lame.
i opened the door wider, letting her step in.
"you can take your place on the examining table." i informed, as she hobbled over to it.
as she sat on the examining table, i then questioned. "how's the pain from a 1-10?"
"its a 5 now that ive seen you." she said.
i felt my cheeks turn red, nodding. "r-right. well, i'll see what i can do with your knee." i informed as she nodded.
after checking her knee, i came to a conclusion that it was swelling and i put some ice on it, hoping for it to cool down.
"where did you go earlier?" she questioned.
"the ice rink."
author's note
as promised, second chapter since they won 3-0. now its time for my women's team to win.
who knows why she went to the ice rink???
