-1And It All Started With A Wow
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On another note I'm sorry if this chapter sucks, I've been lacking that feel of my story but anyways I hope you enjoy.
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Ch:4 I've Got Trouble, Trouble, Trouble
Connie's P.O.V
And we hung up. I couldn't tell him. I couldn't tell anyone. As much as I'd hate to admit it but the cold hard truth is that my father needs me. I may not need him, but he needs me and I'll continue telling myself that. I can't deny that I wanted to tell Guy. I wanted to feel his comfort and I loved hearing his voice of sweet concern. It made me feel wonderful. It made me feel like I mattered.
Its been about 2 hours since my dad has sent me to my room. I know he's sleeping because I could here his obnoxious snoring.
I left my room to get something to eat. I grabbed a banana from the fruit basket. Normally I would cook something but banished that idea due to the possibility of waking up my father.
I finished my banana and went to my room. I was truly tired. It was a very eventful day, and I had so much on my mind.
No ones P.O.V.
Weeks had pass, and the friendship of Guy and Connie grew and grew everyday they had spent together. Connie's problems with her father had gone no where good and she has learned that her comfort from Guy helps heel all wounds. Guys feelings for Connie had grown every time he saw her. As cheesy as it sounds, she wasn't just a 'pretty girl' to him she was 'a beautiful girl'.
The start of hockey season was upon them and they were eager to start practicing. As the days started to get more chiller the group of friends gathered up their worn out hockey gear, some of there gear wasn't even for hockey, but that was all they had. They all practiced during the off season. They showed up to the first day of hockey practice as not the best of skaters, defenders, or puck handlers. They all basically sucked. But the hope for a new coach gave them hope to improve themselves and strengthen their weaknesses.
Guys P.O.V.
I'm late! First day of hockey practice and I'm running late. I ran around my room in exploration of my not so great hockey gear. When I finally had all my stuff I gathered it and throne it into a bag.
"Bye mom going to practice!" I hollered running towards the door.
"Wait right there young man,"
"Mom what is it? I'm already running late,"
"Picture?" she said holding up her camera.
"No thanks mom, I have to go"
"Oh come on Guynee, its not everyday your son joins a team for the first time, just one?"
"Mother don't call me 'Guynee', and the picture is really unnecessary."
"Just one, for memories."
Ding-dong
My mother opened the door to find Connie standing there. Looking great as usual.
"Oh hello Connie, nice to see you again,"
"Nice to see you too Mrs. .Germaine."
"Oh please call me Shirley."
"okay Shirley."
"I was just about to take a picture of Guy, would you like to be in it?"
You got to be kidding me. "Mom its okay we got to go,"
"Nonsense, now you two would want to remember this day, now scoot closer to each other."
This picture thing is not a bad idea. We scooted closer to each other. I dropped my arms from my chest to put them by my side but my right hand kind of rubbed against Connie's thigh, which was pretty amazing. She looked at me smiling with a curious look on her face.
"Sorry"
She turned away giggling.
"Smile you two."
click
"Okay mom that was great we got to go love you bye." I said as I scurried myself and Connie out the front door.
We started skating towards the pond. "Um sorry about the photo opt."
"its all gravy. So you excited about practice?"
"Yeah definitely, I hope we get a good coach, not to be mean or anything but you my darling need a little work with your puck handling, your skating and your not the best defensemen or um women."
"Excuse me but who was the one that kept falling on there ass yesterday? Hmm if I'm not mistaken I believe that was umm you."
"Well you know what you can't ummm you suck at ummm damn it."
"That's what I thought"
"you know what your lucky your pretty." wait what did I just say?
"Umm okay why am I lucky that I'm pretty?"
"Because I can't diss you on your looks."
"And what does my looks have to do with hockey?"
"umm I don't know."
"Oh."
"Just forget I said anything."
"Ok."
"your not going to forget are you?"
"Well I'm sorry but its not everyday that your best friend tells you that your pretty."
"Oh well sorry."
"Why are you sorry?"
"I mean I'm not sorry its just well I um never mind."
"Ok Guy."
".."
"Thanks."
"Your welcome."
Wow. That was an interesting conversation, I thought to myself as I skated up to a pond bench to lace my ice skates. After I did that I went to where Connie was skating in the middle of the pond.
"You know, I was just kidding about the whole you need a little work stuff. Your pretty much one of the best players here, besides me of course."
"Um thanks?" she giggled and playfully shoved me. I love this girl.
"Awe look at the love birds.." Peter teased.
"Did you guys kiss on the way here?" Karp joined in.
"In fact," Connie started, "We did, and it was great. Wasn't it Guy?"
I catched on right away, "Yes it was. It was fantastic. I'm sorry that you guys are lonely and jealous and have no one to kiss. Truly I am."
They all looked at each other and finally shut up getting the hint of there annoyance.
"Alright guys we should start warming up or something." Charlie requested.
We warmed up or tried to warm up for about 5 minutes, that was when a yellow rusted beaten down Sedan drove up to the pond parking lot.
"Awesome, he's finally here." Connie cheered.
"Yeah, took him long enough." Terry complained.
"Okay guys, um look like hockey players and you know what your doing." Charlie ordered.
"Fair enough." Averman started. "Grrrrrrr."
"Snap out of it." Jesse said whacking him on the head.
This dude sure is taking long. He spent like 5 minutes trying to get out of his car. When he finally got down to the pond he sat down at a bench then looked at us.
"Whatcha staring at ladies. Play some hockey."
"Umm we'd love to but we don't know our positions yet." Goldberg told.
"Well hell if I know what positions are, just play some damn hockey."
"Okay so this guy is a jerk." Connie said rather upset.
"so what do we do?" I asked.
"Play hockey, I suppose." Charlie started. "I know what the positions are in hockey, I'll assign positions to all of you guys."
"Hey who made you boss, your not our captain Spazway." Peter complained.
"Well, I know you are but what am I?" Charlie asked playfully.
"A Spazway." Peter answered.
"I know you are but what am I?"
"A Spazway."
"I know you are but what am I?"
"A Spazway."
"I kn-"
"Would you guys shut the hell up!" Connie screamed.
"thank you Connie, someone had to stop the madness." Jesse said.
"look , we got a jerk of a coach, Charlie was just trying to help us out, and Peter get over it." Connie said annoyed with all the bickering. "Charlie go ahead."
Charlie assigned us all positions, and everyone was happy, except for Goldberg.
"so what do we do now?" I asked.
"Scrimmage?" Connie asked.
"wait we are not going to sit here and let you two "scrimmage" each other." Peter said grossed out.
"Scrimmage means practice you doofus." I corrected.
"so then lets scrimmage then." Charlie said.
We scrimmaged and tried to act like what we knew what we were doing until it was 4:00. It was time for all of us to go home.
Me and Connie skated home together as usual.
"So what are we going to do about this coach of ours?" I asked.
"I don't know, but whoever hired this guy must've been on crack or something" she replied.
"Yeah."
"Well tomorrow Sunday do you want to hangout?"
"sure."
"Cool"
"well I'll see you tomorrow Cons, and I'll call you tonight."
"Okay bye Guy."
Connie's P.O.V
I walked in to my house feeling exhausted. I wanted to sleep. So I did.
I felt warm heat on my face and it had wakened me. I was Hungary. The last time I ate was yesterday morning. I looked at my clock. 8:03. Why was I so tired yesterday? I had no clue. I walked out of my room and headed to the kitchen.
"Connie! Its about time you got your lazy ass up!" my father shouted from his sofa.
"Sorry dad!" was all I could say.
"Who the hell is Guy Germaine!? He called for you at least 5 times last night!"
"He's just my friend from school dad." I said pouring me a glass of orange juice.
"I'm going to be gone all day today and tomorrow, and your ass better not leave this house or you'll be getting it from me when I get back!"
"Tomorrow? Your not coming back till tomorrow?"
"Yeah tomorrow probably tomorrow evening. And Claudia won't be here either so stay out of trouble I mean it!"
"Okay dad." I got me a bowl of cereal and headed to my room. I was definitely leaving my house today.
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