I was reliving the dance in my dreams for the past three weeks. I saw everything, every touch, every move, every noise every smell and every kiss. Suddenly, I was forcefully torn from my dream by the irritable buzz of the alarm clock on my left. I quickly groped for the alarm clock hoping to turn it off before Portman woke up. After a few seconds of blindly fiddling around with the plastic clock on the nightstand I managed to shut it off. Unfortunately, I had only managed to hit the snooze button, only to have it come on again ten minutes later. Frustrated I yanked the plug disconnecting it from the wall.
I yawned and rolled over cautiously attempting not to fall off the cramped twin bed Portman were sharing I smiled contently as Portman's arm snakes itself around my waist.
"Are you awake, babe?" He asked softly, his breathe caressing my face.
"uh huh..." I muttered not fully paying attention. He sighed and let go of me.
"Dude, you have to wake up." He said sliding out from next to me. I pulled the blanket tighter around me trying to regain some of the warmth Portman took with him. I heard him chuckle slightly before I heard him shuffle into the bathroom closing the door softly. I listened to the shower rhythmically pounding the shower tiles, I could tell by the way the water changed rhythm and hit unevenly in new areas that he had stepped in. After about ten minutes I heard the water turn off and some rustling around in the bathroom. He eventually came out and the steam of his shower drifted around the room. Portman walked over to the bed and I could smell his cologne, it smelled good. He shook me slightly.
"Fulton, get your ass up, we have practice in 30 minutes." He told me.
"So?" I asked half awake.
"We have to be out of here in twenty minutes." He stated. I shrugged
slightly.
"So?" I challenged again.
"you need a shower." He said. My eyes slowly opened.
"Are you implying I smell?" I asked him in false outrage. I rolled over to look at him. He smirked.
"No dude, I'm not implying nothing, I'm sayin you reek, Reed." He said. I stuck my tongue out him and playfully swung at him. He dodged and I clumsily fell out of the bed, He laughed.
"Gee, I feel the love." I said as he helped me off the ground. He waited till I was standing in front of him before replying.
"You should its there, Fult." He said as he kissed me. I smirked as I pulled away. "Obviously it is." I tell him before heading into the shower. After about 15 minutes I was out of the shower and ready to go. Portman and I grabbed are stuff and started walking to the rink. When we got there everyone but Charlie, Averman and Goldberg were there which is typical there usually about ten minutes late. After we all changed into our gear we headed to the ice and waited for our missing teammates. We basically just skated around the rink until they showed up like we had thought, ten minutes later.
"Hey Charlie, you're late!" Orion barked.
"Technically, because you were expecting us to show up at this time doesn't that make us on time?" Averman asked from behind Charlie. I could her the coach sigh before telling us what to do.
"30 minute scrimmage, on team one is Charlie, Guy, Connie, Fulton, Averman, with Goldberg as there Goalie. On team two is Adam, Ken, Luis, Portman and Russ with Julie as goaltender. Due to the odd numbering Dwayne will play as alternate." We played until the thirty minutes were up and it ended with a tie. We did drills for another hour and a half after that then we all retreated to the locker rooms.