Where Do I Begin?

Chapter 2

Courtney

We all disbursed on the lake to our spots. I went to center ice, where the last coach, Coach Alesso, put me. Connie came in front of me. We both nodded at each other, then bent down to get closer to the puck.

Coach blew a whistle. I got the puck and shot it to Charlie. Peter and Les went to for it too and ran into Charlie, knocking them all down. The puck when sliding pass them, and into the snow on the side of the lake. I looked over at Coach, who was rolling his eyes like he was getting real frustrated. "Okay! Stop!" He yelled. We all stopped what we were doing and looked at him. He sighed. "We have practice tomorrow! Be there." Coach Bombay demanded. He nodded and turned around. We all skated to each other and bunched up in a group as we watched Coach walk towards his car.

He walked over and got back in his car. The limo started to drive off right after Coach slammed it shut, but it was going super slow, since the ice is really slippery. We were dead silent, until the jokester of the group, Guy, skated in front of our group and smirked.

"Let's attack his limo." Guy suggested, his smirk still on his face. Everyone started to nodded in agreement. I rolled my eyes.

"You guys go ahead. I got to get home. Dad will get mad." I announced to everyone. Charlie looked at me and smiled.

"Want me to come with you?" Charlie asked. I shook my head.

"I'm fine, you guys have fun. See you at practice." Charlie nodded.

"Alright. Bye Courtney!" Charlie yelled. They all started to skate over to the limo quickly before the limo could get on the snow. I started to skate over to the bench. I sat down and took off my skates. I got my shoes on, grabbed my skates, and started to walk home in the freezing weather. I looked at my skates.

"Only if I could be a pro hockey player." I sighed to myself. I closed my eyes as I kept walking, imagining myself playing in the NHL. But as I was in my world of fantasy, someone ran into me, I dropped my skates, and I fell on the ground.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry." I heard a boy apologize. I was too embarrassed to look at him. I mean, what could he be thinking right now? Why is this random girl doing, walking around with her eyes closed?

"No, it's okay. It's my fault." I stuttered as I was still on the ground, looking down. I started to feel bad, that I wasn't looking at him in the eyes while I talked. So I looked up at him, and man, I'm sure glad I did. He was smiling.

The boy was handsome. Blue eyes, dirty blonde hair, tall and he had a perfect smile. He just stared at me back. I felt myself blushing more and more the longer he stared at me.

"Oh, uh, sorry." The boy apologized as he snapped out of his trance. "Let me help you up." He grabbed my hand and helped me up from the ground. I started to dust off my clothes.

"Thanks." I said, still dusting off my clothes. Once I looked at him, he quickly bent down and grabbed my skates from the ground.

"You skate?" He asked, looking back up at me. I smiled and nodded happily.

"Yeah, I just got done playin' hockey with my friends." I replied. He smiled even more at me, then looked at my skates.

"I skate, too." He stated softly. I smiled, biting my lip in excitement.

"It's fun, isn't it?" I asked. He chucked a little and handed me back my skates. He looked at me, blushed a little, then looked down at his shoes.

"Yeah, but it's a lot more fun when you're skating with someone." He looked back up at me and smiled. "Maybe, we could skate sometime?" He asked nervously. I smiled softly, staring at him like the idiot I am. I finally snapped out of it and nodded.

"Okay, um, maybe we came me up here tomorrow, seven tomorrow night? That's when it's the prettiest." I stuttered. I was slapping myself in my head.

That's when it's the prettiest? Really?

Come on, Courtney. I know you're-

"Okay, seven it is. See you tomorrow." The boy said, cutting off my thoughts. I lowered my skates down to my side.

"Come on, Banks! We have practice! Stop flirting!" One of his friends yelled. I giggled a little. Banks shot them a dirty look, but before he could look at me, I put my head down and smiled to myself.

"Sorry, I got to go. Bye." Banks apologized. I looked back up at him and smiled even more.

"Bye."