It's complicated {completed}

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I'm currently in art class (don't ask me why I ever thought it'd be a good idea for me to take an art class mostly because I simply suck at drawing) and our assignment for the next couple weeks is going to be: draw someone as you truly see them. So here I am thinking I could draw Gigi as an evil monster but I guess that wouldn't impress Mr Bates that much. Somehow I end up thinking about Zane. I mean how do I truly see him? Besides being a cocky, egoistic, relationship-phobic jerk I have to admit I don't even know him that well. He's from Canada, his dad died from cancer, his birthday is on January 1st and besides ice hockey he apparently loves peanut butter sandwiches. I guess that's still more than anyone else knows about him but so I set myself a goal: getting to know the real Zane and not the cocky bad boy. Because I have a feeling that he's hiding a lot behind his facade of being a jerk and not loving anyone. Whenever I get home I decide to google his dad from what I heard he used to be a very famous Hockey player so maybe I'll find something about Zane as well.

"Hm I don't even know his name... last name should suffice." The fact of his last name being Black doesn't make it quite easy.

"You stupid bitch don't just google black add ice hockey." Jup I'm Once again talking to myself.
"Hey what you're doing?" My brother plants himself on my bed. He's basically obsessed with every sport so he might know something. I turn around in my chair and look at him.

"Hey you don't randomly know a hockey player whose last name was Black who passed away... like in this decade?"

"NHL players?" I nod. "Well there was Donovan Black but stopped playing a long time ago and I don't know if he's dead but oh silly me of course there was Graham Black he passed away this or last year not quite sure."

"Thanks." I turn around and look him up. Born in 1974 died in 2018 on oh my god. January 1st. Family wife and a son. Alice and Zane Black.

"You okay?" I'm unable to answer him so I just nod my head. There are many articles about horrific sudden death of Graham Black, the number one NHL player Black passed away. It's terrible. Not only the fact of his death but more like the date of his death. He died on his sons birthday.

"You sure you're okay?" Isaac asks me again and I shut my McBook. "Hold up Zane isn't his last name Black too?" He's too smart for his own good but I've always been honest with him so I nod. "Oh that sucks." He gives me a sad smile.

"Yea it really does." The loss of your parent can really change you no doubt for the better or the worst but imagine losing your father on your birthday especially from what I've heard, I think Zane and his dad have had a really close relationship. Maybe that's why he's the way he is now? I mean to be honest I couldn't blame him.

"Hey what's up?" I'm just walking out of class to my car whenever i cross paths with Zane.

"Just heading home no practice today and you?"

"Lucky you. Was just about to get some food we have practice at 5."

"Oh."

"Wanna come?" So maybe the universe just sent me a sign and this is my opportunity for mission discover who Zane Donovan Black really is. Okay that sounds terribly wrong I am truly sorry.

"Sure."

"My car?" I nod in agreement. I wonder how he got a parking spot at college in first place. Due to the thousands of students who attend U of M Freshmen and Juniors are usually not allowed to park their vehicles on university property. But well I'm related to Jim Park so I don't play by the rules but Zane?

"How comes your allowed to park your car here?" I ask him as he opens the car for me.

"Money gives people a lot of power Princess and you should know that."