Puck You

chapter 5

Hi everyone! I hope you all have a great Valentine's day and realize how greatful I am that people are actually reading my story. It really does mean the world to me! Ok so now on with the story. I'll try to make it as cute as possible for Valentine's day!

After watching the movie with Alyssa, and anxiously waiting for her to leave so I could Twitter stalk liam without having to explain anything, she finally left and went back to her room.

As soon as she left, I pulled out my phone and clicked on my new follower. @Liam Conroy7. Very original. First I went through his photos. Nothing out of the ordinary for a teenage boy. A few pictures with friends. Some with family. A photo of a dog in a hockey jersey. A photo of him in his hockey gear looking extremely hot. There was one photo that did bother me though. A picture of him and a girl. And the girl was beautiful.

Okay.I just needed to breathe. But it feels like te rug is being pulled out from under me. I would never admit it out loud but I have thought about what it would be like to date Liam. But I would never be able to compare to that girl. I would only be setting myself up for failure.

This girl was seriously beautiful. She had honey blonde hair that was perfectly wavy. Big hazel eyes with minimal make up. The photo looked like it was after a hockey game. Liam was wearing his falcon warm ups and the girl was in a pink north face, black leggings, and tan hugs. Liam had his Arm wrapped around her. Awesome. I could literally feel my heart breaking. I feel like I should go buy her Starbucks because she looks like your common white girl but only ten times more beautiful.

I couldn't even bring myself to go through his tweets. I never thought a photo could make me this depressed. I need to stop over reacting. This isn't the end of the world but it feels like it. I am such a drama queen.

I decided I need sleep. Sleep always helps.Sleep makes me feel better and puts things into perspective. And having a clear head will help me. Things will be better tomorrow I just kept telling myself that until I fell asleep.

I woke up at 8:30 feeling better until I realized why I had a need to feel better. I didn't want it to be real. I just wanted to pretend it didn't happen. But I can never unseen that picture. It's like its burned in my mind.

I reached over to my phone that was charging on my nightstand and texted Sydney asking if she wanted to meet me at the library to study. She texted back a few minutes later calling me a nerd and that she already has plans with her "man".

She's such an awesome best friend. Cue the sarcasm. I got hit in the head at a hockey game she made me go to and she didn't even come visit me at all.

Instead of sulking because my best friend doesn't want to hang out with me. I got up and I got dressed in an old gym t-shirt that I used to train at and a pair or Nike sweatpants with two white lines going down the sides and a pair of white converse. I looked like a mess with the cut on my head from where the puck hit me but I really didn't care that much because I was just going to the library to study. So I put my hair in a pony tail and packed my back pack with school books and went down stairs.

My mom was making lizzie breakfast while Lizzie complained she was taking to long.

"Hey mom" I said sitting down next to lizzie at the counter.

"Hi sweetie. How are you feeling?" She asked showing concern

"I'm fine mom. I think I'm actually going to go to the library today and get caught up on homework" I said

" don't over work yourself Eleanor, and don't forget to eat something before you go!" She said

" I Won't" I stole a piece of lizzies toast much to her protest and got my car keys off the hook and went to the library.

I arrived at the library and went to go sit at my favorite table but it was already occupied by a guy who looked lime he was sleeping. Seriously sleeping in a library! Who does that?! I had half a mind to go and wake this jerk up and yell at him but, I'm awkward and don't do well.with confrontation so I decided against it and sat at a table as far away from that jerk as possible. I sat down and got my iPod out and put my headphones on and got busy.

About a half hour later I realized I was going to go crazy if I didn't some sort of caffeine in my system. Luckily the library had a small cafe attached so I went there for a quick pick me up.

The cafe was basically empty besides the cashier.

"Hi Avery" I said walking in. I come here often so I know most of the employees.

Avery was in her mid thirties and had a 10 year old daughter named Julia and she worked here while her husband was overseas in Iraq. She was very kind and very pretty. I've baby Sat for her a few times.

" Hi sweetie, what on earth happened to your head?" She asked concern laced in her voice.

" Oh it's nothing, I got hit in the head with a hockey puck but I'm fine now" I said

"Alright if you say so, but coffees on the house today." She said smiling.

I smiled back gratefully.

,"can I just have a medium regular?" I asked

"Of course you can sweetie"

After a minute I had my coffee and thanked her

"No problem just feel better sweetie" she said.

I went back to the library after having my coffee.

I went to go back to the table that I was sitting at before but the jerk who was sleeping at my usual table had taken this table to... um excuse me? Not ok

I went to go and give this jerk a piece of my mind but he was still just sitting there with his hood up and his head down.

I cleared my throat but he showed no reactions

I did it again but louder and more exaggerated, this caused the stranger to look up.

And of course this stranger was none other than Liam Conroy.

I tried to cover up the shock on my face but it didn't work out so well because he was smirking.

"What are you doing here and in my spot?" I asked

"If I recall correctly you moved and I told you I would get you to go out with me." He said smiling.

Oh God why was he so cute?