A/N: Woah, this is so weird. I'm so used to writing on Wattpad that this change will definitely be crazy. Well hello, I am new to the fanfiction world so I hope I start things off right.
Again I mention, I am new to this so if it ends up looking weird in the beginning, I promise I'll teach myself how to work it and make it look better. Also, I realize that this chapter is going to be insanely short but like I said, it's a process I have to get used to.
This is an all new story that I'm pretty confident in. I literally thought of the idea and started writing it all within an hour. So, without further ado, let's go!
I tightly wrap my sweater around myself due to the chilly Miami weather in Fall as my friends and I walk into the Hockey rink. We're currently about to go watch my friend Cassidy's boyfriends game.
We stop by the concession stand to grab some snacks before we take our seats right in front. I see other players circling each other on the ice and I must say, it does look fun. Although the thought of me falling on the floor, doesn't seem fun.
The game starts and I'm already fascinated with how fast they can move and all of the different ways to skate. I pay close attention to this one kid who is fairly good. Number 32. He overall looks like he's having a blast on the ice from what I can see under his helmet.
He gets benched and though it could be a time to talk with friends, he's strictly paying close attention to the game. Huh, he's blonde. He's definitely tall too. Gosh I feel like such a creep for staring.
The game is now over and apparently, we're going to meet the team because my friend Kira wanted to. We walk back to the locker room and I'm about to say something because they fairly well could be undressing but we walk in anyway.
I try to keep my head down but I end up smashing into someone's back. "Oh I'm sorry-" He says turning around before he looks at me and smiles.
"No it's totally fine I wasn't paying attention." I say looking around for one of my friends.
He smiles. "What's your name?" He asks.
"I'm Ally." I say shaking his hand.
"Well Ally, I'm Austin." He says.
"Nice to meet you. Do you happen to know where Dallas is? My friend is his girlfriend so where ever he is, that's where she'll be." I say trying to ignore his abs.
"Yeah come on, I'll take you to him." He says grabbing a black V-neck out of his bag and putting it over his shoulder.
Once I find my friends and they ask questions as to where I was at, we, with the company of some of the players, decide to go out for some pizza. Once we get there, we get an overly large booth and I end up sitting by Trish and Austin.
We all make conversations based on either girl things or hockey, of course. Trish is talking to some other player so as I'm sitting there by myself, Austin speaks.
"So Ally, what did you think of the game?" He asks taking a sip of his soda.
"I liked it a lot. I had never been to a hockey game before today." I say honestly.
"Seriously? I love going to them if I'm not playing them. But from an outsiders point of view, how did I do?" He says nudging my arm.
"Eh, you were alright." I say smiling at him.
Let's just say we ended up eating a lot of pizza and talking about a lot of different topics.