The Boy Down the Street // Blake Gray

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Steph's POV

"Steph, I love you" he says as he strokes my cheek. His hand is really warm. "I will never leave you, I'll always be right here, with you" he goes on. His voice comforts me as the goosebumps on my arm begin to go away. "Promise?" I ask. He looks on a short angle down at me, since he's only 3 inches taller than I am. He gives a warm reassuring smile. "Promise." He whispers. He leans in and our lips come into contact. We didn't make out, but it was a long, lovely kiss I'm going to remember forever. "I love you Annabeth Stephanie Lake." He says. "And I love you too Blake-"

"Oh fuck no!" I whisper yell as I wake up from this dream-nightmare whatever you want to call it. I reach over to my phone to check the time. It's 5:45 am and I had an alarm set for 6:00, so I guess there's no point in going back to sleep. I slowly get out of bed and change into my hockey tracksuit and I pack my bag. I slowly creep down the stairs so I don't wake up my parents or Trent. I'm almost down the stairs when I bang by bag on the railing. "Shit" I mutter as I check the upstairs to make sure I didn't wake anyone up. I plop my bag by the front door as I go to my pantry to get my pre-game energy bar. I slip it in my pocket. Then I get my actual pre-game breakfast out and begin to eat it.

Once I finish my breakfast my dad comes down and tells me to get my shoes on. I obey him and slip on my UGG boots as he grabs a banana and the car keys. "Ready?" He asks. "Ready" I reply and we head to the car.

"So how was your sleep?" My dad asks. "Ummm fine u guess. You?" I reply. "Alright." He repays. During the car ride all I could think about was that Blake dream I had last night. What did it all mean? Do I like him? No, I can't. He's a fuck boy musical.ly star who has desperate girls all over him and I'm someone who mocks him with my friends. I don't like Blake. I just can't.

I enter the dressing room at the game and I'm the 3rd one there. "Hey Jessica, hey Liz" I say as I take a spot on the bench. "Morning" says Jessica. "Ready for the game?" Asks Liz. "Hell yeah" I reply. Pretty soon the team starts to pile in and we all get dressed into all our gear. "Guys guess what" says Sam out of no where. "What?!" We all say in unison. "I was stalking on Insta last night and I found out something crazy." Sam says. "What?" Asks Syd. "I think Blake Gray has a girlfriend or something." I feel goosebumps  run up my spine. "What girlfriend?" I ask impatiently. "I found a Blake Gray fan account and they saved some of his video snaps. In the snaps he kept talking to some girl and in one snap he said 'love you' to the girl. They could just be friends but I don't know." Sam finishes. Before I have time to think Coach Robbie knocks on the door asking if he can come in. "Come in" we all say and he comes in. "Girls this is the season opener. It's also our home opener. We've stalked strategies all throughout the 4 months of pre season and I hope they've all stuck with you. Don't think about the other team. Don't even pay attention to them when we go to warm up. Just think about yourself and the team. This is our game and we play it the way we play it. Now let's go warm up!" Coach Robbie says in a motivational tone. We all get up with our water bottles and we get to the ice to warm up.

"OK GIRLS! BLUES ON THREE! I yell as my team huddles in. "1 2 3 BLUES!!!" We all yell. Then we all disperse making our way to our positions. Then the puck drops and it's game on.