Chapter Six

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paige's pov
"the ice rink" she answered.

why was she at the ice rink? does she know the boys there? did she have a BOYFRIEND? my heart shatters a little at the last thought.

"paige...?" she snapped me out of my trance.

"huh, yeah?" i focused back on her.

"why do you seem in a daze after i told you i was at the ice rink?"

"nothing... i just wanted to know if you were busy or not." i lied.

she nodded, giving me a smile. "well, your knee is looking better, i have azzi coming in in a few minutes time, so you can finish up here okay?" she informed.

"yeah." i answered.

she was about to walk away but i grabbed her by the wrist. fuck. why did i do that?

she turned to look at me, with a mix of surprise and confusion.

"c-c-could i have y-your snap..." i stuttered.

she then chuckled and nodded. "yeah, but my bitmoji is weird though. so dont mind it."

i smiled and nodded, "dont worry, i wont." i said, handing her my phone for her to add her account in.

she did and even though no one could see how i was feeling, i was mentally running laps around the court smiling like a freak.

"bye, paige. see you at practice tomorrow." she greeted.

"see you." i said, leaving her office.

mya's pov
i was finally back at my dorm after a tiresome day, but it was worth it. making new friends, working for one of the best women's basketball team. i was so happy.

haylie then came barging into my room.

"tell me what happened!" she threatened, as she sprang onto my bed.

"gosh- youre hyper today." i noted.

"shut it, just tell me what happened" she pushed again.

"i did some therapy with the girls." i started.

"and?" she interuptted.

"i got paige's snap." i announced, earning a loud 'yes!' from haylie.

"this is gonna be the start of something amazing, i know it." haylie said.

"you dont know that. she may just want everyone's account." i stated.

"whatev-" my phone cuts her off by the notification sound.

author's note
2 chapters for u guys cuz why not 😉

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