Puck, I love you

Chapter Seven

Wyatt's pov

The news about Jordan and Chantelle's wedding was thrilled about however, I wasn't as pleased when I heard who the line-up was going to be walking down the aisles next to Avenna was Jordan's younger brother Josh. This immature kid set our highschool chemistry lab on fire during one of Avenna's dance performance or how he talks me before every single game recently that my hockey team played against his team making things personal about my home life. It was one of my hockey practices where she would usually come to watch me play on ice but she wasn't here so I decided to facetime her on my phone in between on my water breaks . She went to one of the dress rehearsals for the wedding after her morning classes of the day.

She had tried on one of their first choices in a white coloured dress that almost looked like a wedding dress and then she moved onto a dark blue dress that suited her perfectly as it made me want to see her wear it in person. She looked in every single hairstyle or coloured clothes although, she looked incredibly irresistible in blue, red, black, white and red colours. Furthermore, I heard her angelically laughing at some funny jokes that someone must have told her whilst Grayson looked over my shoulder, he looked at me then his eyes connected with Mason's eyes it was like they were telepathically trying to send messages to each other.

"You look sensationally gorgeous, Red." I said breathlessly to her.

And then she did a mini swirled in front of a floor length mirror she stood in front of soon dancing into her bridesmaid dress to test if it was danceproof by doing a little dance which made me smile fondly of her when i turned to looked behind me to see Natatila and Flora were also mirroring the same looked that my friends were doing right now. It had me confused as to why they were all staring at me like that, including at this moment that it was only two best friends talking to one another over the phone just like any other normal friends would do especially when one of them was not here in person to talk to face to face to now.

Practice was over for tonight as I stepped out of the rink and walked into the locker rooms approaching my locker eventually taking out my duffel bag and taking off my skates whilst sitting on a bench to hear more about her day not thinking that all my friends were listening to our conversations. She beamed a bright smile at me and she asked "Aww thank you, but did you just see what I saw?"

Within a quick flash, I turned around to see how cosy Grayson and Holden's cousin Flora were looking not sure if I would say anything about it, however, if the tables were turned I would like for anyone to tell me what was going on between my cousin and one of my closest friends. Anywho I know that I should keep my nose out of other people's business. And then I felt this sudden urge of not being around people who were happy with their relationship because I felt the need for emotional connection between whoever my future partner was and me but does it make me a bad person for longing to have someone who was even capable of loving me.

I was the golden boy of our university who had thrived hard on wanting his own parent's acceptance for so long that hockey had become my passion and my only escape from life in my parent's house. My dad runs a multi-million flight company called Gravity and he wants me to follow in his footsteps but on the other hand, Avenna's parents were the opposite of mine because her mom used to be an actress and her dad holds a multi-billion restaurant so you can imagine how wealthy both of our families were.
However, her house was always the place where I sneaked off to in the middle of the night to get away from my dad's constant pressure and she was my sweetest escape away from it all.

Oh yeah, she was talking about Flora McClellan  and one of my best mates Grayson were acting more than just a friend to each other. I didn't pay much attention to that because my distraction was standing right in front of me looking so elegant in her red tightly fitted dance rehearsal dress, my ride-or-die girl Avenna Campbell. The reason why I save every single red Skittles for last is because the last thing to be eaten or a lost person who scores a goal may always be the best.