Falling For The Girl With The Puck

Chapter 7- Jealousy and... Figure Skates?

Chapter 7- Jealousy and... Figure Skates?

Robin's Pov.

So I bet you're all wondering what happened after all of that drama. But the truth is, nothing much happened. My days were full of school, hockey practice and games, avoiding Dan---and Mike--- as much as possible, and listening to Eve scold me about what happened.

"You need to follow your heart, Robin!" Eve scowled sounding all too much like Mulan for my taste. Her hair was a mess as she talked, her bright red nose still visible in the mess. Mulan with a cold was more like it. She had been given me lectures for hours about this despite her stuffy nose.

I picked the remaining robin's egg blue color off my nails, for a moment not caring about the bad habit. I didn't want to reply. I hadn't been replying all day. But I knew she deserved at least one, "My heart was telling me it was dying of pain."

Her eyes softened for a moment, pity flowing like tears. But then in an instant she recalled that she was trying to snap me back into liking who I like---liked. After blowing hilariously into a tissue she snorted, "Is it any better now?!"

I shriveled back into my cocoon of blankets knowing that she was right. It wasn't better. It was worse. Part of me just wanted to just rip it out and put it---me out of misery. But that solution was just to barbaric, at the moment. When I finally left, I crawled into my bed praying that I would catch Eve's cold. That it would keep me form seeing Mike, Courtney, Dan, my parents and from looking in a mirror. I hated looking in mirrors lately. My eyes looked to broken---to sad. And no matter what I did they stayed that way.

I had gone on two dates with Mike but avoided them as much as possible. I didn't want to see him. Every time I did, Dan's broken expression flashed through my mind, crushing my heart in the process.

It was hard not to find a time where I didn't think about Dan anymore. My mind would go back to the time he stormed into the ice rink, the fun we had when we were kids, the time I kissed him... Then I would snap back. Reminding myself that I was over him. Over him.

I have to keep reminding myself of that lately. I spent almost my entire life being in love with Dan and hopefully it wouldn't take as long to get over him.

I was snapped out of my thoughts by Courtney knocking on my window with a devilish smile. Her silver blue eyes shined out from her perfectly messy strawberry blond hair. The sight of her made my stomach turn. I gazed around at my surroundings quickly. Some how I had made it to the hockey rink without getting in an accident from not paying attention while driving. Her long chili pepper red nails clicked one at a time on my window of my new (new to me at least) 2000 Camry.

Ignoring the feeling of a fist twisting my stomach round and round, I opened my door and went to my trunk.

She followed me but as she floated I stumbled over my own feet to the back of my car. When I opened the trunk and reached for my old bag she leaned in and hissed, "You better not be here to try to take away my Danny."

"Who? Oh yeah, Dan. Why would I? I have my own boyfriend, remember?" I said more to myself then to her. I took off towards those glass doors that I could recall Dan storming through.

"Wow, you really do love Dan don't you?" she laughed. I shook my head but gave her no answer, afraid that she might be able to catch my lie. She just continued what she was saying, ignoring my silent reply, "I mean, what fun would it be if you didn't?"

Her comment caused me to halt. My bag fell off my shoulder as I turned to stare right into her eyes, scanning her face to make sure I had just heard her right, "What did you say?"