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Chapter 8:
Chapter Spam Part 2/2:
Chloe's POV:🏆I look out the window to my backyard. That's where the stupid hockey party is taking place and that's where I'm gonna be miserable in about two minutes after I'm done getting ready. I put on a blue tie-dye tank and pair it with some blue skinny jeans. I quickly braid my hair then make my way downstairs. "There you are, just set some drinks on that table by the ice pond", my dad says. I nod, taking the cooler out of his hands, dragging it to the table. I start setting Sprite on the table and I drop one. I see a hand catch it from underneath the table; its nick's hand.

"Hi, Chloe"

"I can't talk right now, I'm grounded."

"I'm so sorry about what happened, I didn't mean for you to get in trouble. Also I'm sorry about the way I acted, I guess I was a little drunk."

"You didn't have to take the alcohol from them."

"I know, I was stupid. But I got you something to make up for at least half of it."⠀
Nick pulls out a heart necklace and puts it around my neck. I look down and "Chloe" is engraved on the front and "will you forgive me?" is engraved on the back.

"Aww, of course I'll forgive you. Thank you! this is the cutest thing, Nick."

He hugs me. "So, do you know anything about who's gonna be center?", he asks. What should I say to him? "My dads probably going to pick Josh, I'm sorry nick, I know you wanted the spot", I answer. He pulls out from the hug. "Why? I'm so much better than Hyland! He doesn't need the scholarship, he's freaking loaded", Nick is close to yelling now. Thankfully, everybody's out on the ice doing a practice game. "I just don't understand why he would pick him!", Nick says. Maybe cause Josh is better. I can't say that. "Well Josh has been staying here for a while", I blurt out. I can't believe I just said that! "What? Why?", he asks. "I can't tell you", I reply. "Chloe, you're my girlfriend", he tries.

"Chloe, mind bringing a few drinks out to the ice?", my dad calls. "Kay!", I yell back, grateful to have an excuse. "Wait! You haven't told me yet", Nick stops me. "I'm sorry, I can't tell you", I apologize then take the drinks. What have I gotten myself into?🏆

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