I quickly put on a pair of sweats and my skates, consumed with dread and anxiety the entire time. Would I even learn anything if these skaters suck too? It's probably a waste of time.
My feet carry me at a sloth's pace down the hallway towards the ice. When I finally reach the rink, I take my blade covers off and skate towards Coach, Dani, Riley, and Chloe in the middle of the rink.
For the moment, it's just the five of us. "You're gonna be fine. I think you're going to like them." Coach whispers towards me. I doubt it.
The screech of skates on ice pulls my attention to the other side of the rink. An extremely tall woman with long golden colored hair skates towards us, with four skaters not far behind. The shortest of the group, has strawberry blonde hair in a neat bun at the top of her head and looks as if the rink could catch on fire and she wouldn't care. The second one has a familiar bitchy looking face about her that I have trouble placing, but her nose sticks out like she owns the place. The third has bright red hair and my eyes instantly glance to the fourth skater. My heart rate increases at an alarming rate. The last one makes me hold my breath. Her hair is in an elegant braid and her eyes are cast downward. My eyes quickly scan over her body and flashes of her body on top of mine ring in my head.
Shit. Shit. Shiiiiiit. My heart completely stops.
My Mystery Girl. Now, I suddenly cared about everything. Did I wash my face this morning? Did I look like a disaster? Did I look like I cared if she snuck out after we hooked up? Did I even remember how to play hockey?
They stop directly in front of us. "Welcome to the first of many practices together." Coach Giselle speaks. A soft smile graces her face, but her eyes are sharp and pointed directly at me. A slight fear whispers around me as I look away from her piercing gaze. Instead, I look towards her. Mystery Girl continues to look downward, not meeting my gaze. This is going to be awkward as fuck.
"So, this is how it'll work." Coach speaks. "You guys will get partnered up on your own. There's 8 of you, so it'll be one and one. Get to know each other for a few minutes and then we'll tell you what to do next."
I look away from Mystery Girl and glance at Riley. They wiggle their eyebrows. "Chloe, looks like you owe Dani five bucks. Lucy was the first one to sleep with a figure skater."
Chloe smirks and nods her defeat with ease. "Which one?"
"C'mon! We don't have all day! Partner up!" Coach booms.
Reluctantly, I begin to skate towards the bored looking skater, but Dani grabs my arm. "No. You pined after her for weeks. If anyone is going to be stuck with her, it's you." With a shove, I skate towards her instead.
"Great job, Captain. Thanks for starting us off. Lucy, meet Mallory." Coach interrupts. Mallory. That was her name. Even without knowing her name before, I could remember every second she touched me as if it were yesterday.
Those forest green eyes glance up to meet mine. She looks...nervous. Her brow scrunches up and her eyes look terrified. I swallow and push my confusing emotions down. I don't want to look like a dick. "Hey." Hesitantly, she nods in my direction. For the moment, I think that's as good as I'm going to get.
As the others get partnered up, Dani with the bored looking skater, Riley with the bitchy looking skater, and Chloe with the red-haired skater, the coaches nod their approvals.
"Okay ladies, I want you guys to do some warm-ups. Do a few laps around the rink and then, Mallory, show everyone our footwork drills. We'll be watching from the stands." Coach Giselle speaks, her voice as sweet as candy, but her eyes cut through each of the hockey players. I can't fuck up.
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Cold Feet
RomanceIf you've heard of Disney on Ice, get ready for Lesbians on Ice! In a picturesque college town, figure skater Mallory Kent is picking herself back up after Nationals, where she passed out on the ice during a competition. When she visits her best fri...