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I was having a fucking horrid day. First, all my stupid students decided to go crazy over some dumb hockey player and would not stop talking about him. Then, god knows how, it started to rain on a bright and sunny day.
Well, I would have been almost fine with that, but then Mrs.Witchy a.k.a my stepmother decided to call me and ask me to join my half-brother's hockey match tomorrow.
Trust me, I do not have a problem with hockey. Infact, I actually quite enjoy watching it. The big problem was my stepbrother and his team. They suck. Not at playing the game mind you. Just at being general good human beings.
But, according to Mrs.Witchy, they were playing against some international level people and it was important for me to at least show up.
My half-brother Richard was infact a very good player. His coach had told him if he continued this, he may actually be able to join an international team in the span of a month.
I honestly could not care less, but, I had no choice then to show up for tomorrow. I DID NOT want another lecture from dad about being a good and cooperative family.
A gust of wind blew in the small bus stand that I was standing in and I shivered. Just then, I saw a car come near the stand. Not just any car. A freaking BMW.
The window rolled down and a veryyyy hot guy looked at me. "Need a ride damsel-in-distress?" He asked.
"Umm no. My brother is coming to get me." That was a lie. But no way in hell was I getting inside a strangers car, even when said stranger looked like a freaking greek god.
Stranger looked kinda shocked for some reason. I just gave him a smile and waved him off. Now.... where had I seen that face before?
Before I could think some more, the rain got heavier and I decided to call my friend Rob.
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