"Raiyne, let's go." My friend Carmin said, dragging me through the arena.
I had no idea where we were going, only blinding being towed by my wide eyed, crazy haired best friend. She knocked on a door, called out and then pulled me in.
"Carmin! I don't want to be here!" I protested, yanking my weight back.
"Too bad Rayber, get your little ass in here." She replied.
I stumbled, being pulled into the locker room of the Colorado Avalanche practically landing in Matt Duchene's lap and he reached out to steady me.
"I'm fine." I snapped quickly. "Car, find your own way home."
"Stop being a bitch." She scoffed.
"Why are we here?" I asked.
"Because, there are a few people you should meet. Considering I have family in this room." She smirked.
"Oh god."
"Matt should probably be the first, he's my cousin. Ryan, Steve, Paul, Erik, and Gabe. Where is he?" She started.
"Dunno, don't care. Nice to meet y'all but I've got other things to do." I said, backing towards the door.
"And what's your name?" Matt asked smoothly, ignoring my resistance.
"Raiyne Spears." I replied.
"Well Raiyne, why are you in such a hurry?"
"Because, I've been around too many athletes, and they all suck ass." I stated, smirking.
"Awe come on, we deserve a chance." Ryan laughed.
"Fine, one chance." I said, grabbing the nearest chair and sitting in it.
The highlights played on the screen and I commented on a few things as I spun in the chair.
"How do you know this?" Paul asked.
"Cause she's only the best player ever." Carmin laughed.
"Car, no I'm not." I laughed.
"Whoa, you play?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, for the guys team actually." Carmin cut in.
"Carmin, shut up." I told her, glaring.
"Stop being modest, what happened to my show off best friend?"
"She got tossed into a room full of NHL players." I retorted, rolling my eyes.
"Carmin, you're back." A teasing voice laughed, walking into the room.
"Awe Gabe, did you miss me?" She asked.
Gabe POV
I walked into the room, Carmin was here and she had brought a friend. The piercing blue eyes, taunting smile and brown, black hair hung in waves.
"Who is your friend?" I asked, raising a brow.
"Raiyne." She answered simply, a slight accent rolling off her lips.
She looked intimidating as she stood and spun her keys on her finger.
"Ok, too much testosterone, I'm out. You coming?" Raiyne asked, back pedalling to the door.
"Yeah, let's go." Carmin laughed.
"You're coming for practise right?" Matt asked as they headed for the door.
"Maybe, don't count on it." Raiyne shot him a smile then slammed the door closed.
"Your cousin always seems to have the most confusing friends." I commented.
"She's hot though." Paul laughed.
"And an attitude." I added.
"I have a feeling she's gonna be around a lot." Matt mumbled.
