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end. Don't get me wrong, I don't hate the guy, but when he invited Rosie

side. I got to know Logan that

ie hadn't stopped squealing since she found out abou

g fast. He already

he said that an

're going and you're going to be wearing your boyfriend's

er jersey and held it against herself. "We just hav

that my roommate's boyfriend was a hockey player,

eady an hour before the match.

nim skirt. Then I wore a black long-sleeved, body-

jersey into my skirt because, hone

ght before. I wasn't even sure if I sh

ave you done to my roomie?" R

except for the stockings. She wore whit

ou look

in the mirror before turning bac

hink it's

hould get used to seein

d while s

-

e started. Rosie led me toward the locker room because

began to

want to see me before the match. I ju

led like sweat and ice. I stood there, l

last thing I needed was to accidental

n suddenl

ed when

king in the jersey, the skirt and

eact because I couldn'

nd curled i

wondering if I'd d

want to get cold while on the bleachers

ing harder th

then looked

ave your ways of ge

riend is a hockey player? She told m

eves of his jers

o meet me before the m

ement of my hands before

ird row of the bleachers.

That'

ea

luck,

efore turning around and w

r boyfriend never seemed to get enough of each othe

n the third row, but not without noticin

jersey had somet

the players began s

immediatel

hockey games in high school, but this was my first t

difficult to recognize anyone beneath

spott

ey and helmet, holding his hockey

seeing him ther

ou smiling

around to find Ros

ou get here

She grinned. "You didn't notice me walk in

y shoved

op

e with my hair t

as grateful for the long sleeve

s were

e whist

nly, it w

ashed against the boards. The puck flew from one side of the

t my eyes

ur side of the rink, I foun

ery time he did

t the

m

it, but each time our eyes met, s

because both teams were determined

ved by one of the opposing

jumped wh

ively, watching as he qui

okay?"

assured me, laugh

ade a mental note to ask h

the game cam

points to the ot

e last

s Log

owd er

inking, clapping alon

s ha

s stick in celebration,

ends-that word was still foreign to me

we

this. You

nd Logan standing there with

fine. I'm

n wearing his jersey had brought me. N

d, yet you've b

, which were still rub

rgue, he handed

ook

rubbing my hand

ket on and immedi

he asked. "You could have

ou're doing." I looked down at my

picking at

suddenly s

etter leave. It'

y,

rned towar

an, still wearing pa

ictory party. Everyo

yes moved

ng your girl

n no

looked

wanna

. "Do you mind if I

wned s

shamed to be se

tely shoo

N

oo

, his eyes settling on the

to know that y