OK READERS IM SO SORRY!
I actually wrote this chapter for my friend who originally had this story and I have been sooooo busy! I am really sorry that I haven't updated this sooner! I hope you like it!
HAPPY READING!
Brick's P.O.V
I am currently on a plane. I ran away from home so I can try to catch Blossom. I have seen her skate on tv and I can't watch her do that anymore. At least not on the tv. Things became difficult at home. My brothers and friends started to freak out when I told them I was possibly in love with Blossom. So that is why I am on this plane. To find her and tell her how I feel and apologize for being such a jackass.
Things are just not going right for me; I almost missed this freaking flight, my flight will be running late, I just hope that there is not a lot of traffic. That is the one thing that I want to go right though. I just hope I see her before she skates, and talk to her after she is done because I don't want her to think about me while she is skating.
I soon heard a ding and saw a light that told me to buckle up. "We will be landing in the New York airport in ten minutes. I would like to thank you for traveling with me and hope you enjoy your stay in the New York." The pilot said.
Thank god, I don't like this airplane. I popped another piece of gum in my mouth so my ears didn't pop on the way down. The plane landed with ease and we were soon let off. I was the first one off and was running though the airport to grab a car. I found the first place to rent a car. I got the cheapest one and took the keys. I found the car, eventually. I got in it drove to the skating rink. But with my luck there was traffic. I was starting to get really pissed. I turned on the radio to try and keep me calm, but with more of my shitty ass luck they were talking about the ice competition. It had just started and they were already talking about Blossom.
"Great," I said aloud.
"Blossom Utonium is the one to watch tonight, right Chad?"
"Yes, I was watching her during warm-ups and she looked really smooth, graceful, more so than usual, Christy."
"Well, I was talking to her last night when she came in because we were on the same flight. I asked her if she was nervous at all. She asked me why she should be. We then got to talking about her routine for tonight. She was telling she has been working a routine with a new song that came out a couple weeks ago. She has this complicated spin followed by a complicated jump, with triple combo finished with a glide across the ice."
"Wow that seems really hard for someone her age. I am crossing my fingers that she doesn't mess up."
"You and me both, Chad."
"As for the boys, who should we watch tonight, Chritsy?"
"Well, I think Brandon because he is like the men's Blossom."
I turned off the radio not wanting to hear another thing about this "Brandon" and just drove the best I could to try to Blossom before she skates.
Brandon's P.O.V
I was watching the rest of the guy's skate, when I saw someone who has peaked my interest ever since I saw her orange hair.
"Blossom," I got her attention.
"Hey, Brandon." She waved.
"You seem down? What's wrong? I can't have a beautiful girl like you not be happy in my presence." I smiled. She smiled at the ground, which gave me an idea. I started to sing, "Baby, you light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip you hair gets me overwhelmed. But when you smile at the ground," I lifted her face up to mine, "It ain't hard to tell. You don't know, oh oh. You don't know you beautiful."
She then started laughing, "You actually listen to One Direction. Oh this is funny, I have to tell the girls." She was still laughing as she walked off.
I stormed off to the guy's locker room to tell the other guys my plan. I was starting to see she is not the type to go for the sappy guys, so what does she like. I open the door to the guy's locker room to see most of the guys there. I sat down and put my skates in my bag. I looked at the other guy's and they could tell I had a plan. Of course they all knew that I liked Blossom, they knew to stay away.
"What are you thinking, Brandon." Naman asked.
"I am glad you asked." I started, "You see I tried the One Direction song that all the girls fall for, but she didn't even budge. She laughed and walked away."
"Burn man," Mike said.
"You wanna say that again?" I threaten.
"No," he said.
"No, what?"
"No, sir," Mike said sounding scared.
"What are you going to do, Brandon? Most girls fall for that song?" Zane asked.
"Well you see," I started once again, "I don't really know, yet."
"Dude she's got friends. Find out who she has liked before and try to act like that guy." Zane said.
"You're right, but I can't talk to all of them myself or they will start asking questions." I said.
Mike puts his hands behind his head while leaning back against the lockers, "I could talk to that babe, Yaya, for you."
"You know it is not polite to call girls, babe." Zane said sweetly, then dreamily, "I could talk to Icey for you?"
"Dude, he gets all the girls." Naman said.
"Yeah, I know, we should really get some." Mike said.
"Why don't we ever get girls?" Naman asked.
"Because we are looking for the right girl." Mike said.
"I don't care if it is the right girl or not, just talk to them." I yelled.
"What about Brazil?" Zane asked, I brushed him off.
"Blossom will be mine."
Blossom's P.O.V.
I looked in the full length mirror that was on the back of the locker room door. I was wearing a red dress that faded in to pink, from top to bottom. It was strapless, but it has a nude tank-top look to it too. It has sparkles all over but the most were right at my chest.
I was just about to leave the girl's locker room when I heard my phone going off. I looked and it was a text message from Brick.
'Hey, Blossom. I just wanted to wish you good luck before you skate tonight.'
I didn't reply because I didn't really know what to say. I didn't know whether to be happy or feel weird about what he sent me. I shook those feelings right out of my head. I had to focus on my skating. That is what is important to me right now and that is all that matters.
I left the locker room because it was almost my turn to skate. I could still here the music of the person before me. I felt really good about this routine. I have practiced and practiced this, I am totally ready to do this. The person before me skates off and wishes me good luck and I tell her she was great. Someone then came and told me it that it was my turn to take the ice.
Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
Faster than the wind
Passionate as sin, ended so suddenly
Loving him is like trying to change your mind
Once you're already flying through the free fall
Like the colors in autumn
So bright just before they lose it all
I started to move around and do the easy things first. Gliding, a spin, a tiny jump here and there.
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Loving him was red
Next thing I know the music is taking over me and I am doing things I have never done before. The word 'blue' came up and I did a huge jump. I did a spin where it said 'dark grey.' I lifted my leg straight backwards and put my opposite hand on my foot. Then I glided again.
Touching him is like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you
Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song
Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer
Regretting him was like wishing you never found out love could be that strong
I did an axel jump and kept going backwards, and that turned into a figure eight. I did a double jump which then turned into a fan spiral.
Losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
But loving him was red
Oh red burning red
I did a lutz jump and then a salchow jump followed by the loop jump to end the combo. I even did a Russian split jump.
Remembering him comes in flashbacks and echoes
Tell myself it's time now, gotta let go
But moving on from him is impossible
When I still see it all in my head
Burning red
Loving him was red
I did the thing most people call deadly, the death drop and I landed into a spin. I took off again and jumped into the air and landed in a spinning position.
Oh, losing him was blue like I'd never known
Missing him was dark grey all alone
Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you've never met
Cause loving him was red yeah yeah red
We're burning red
And that's why he's spinning round in my head
Comes back to me burning red
Yeah yeah
I did a complicated spin followed by a complicated jump, with triple combo.
His love was like driving a new Maserati down a dead end street
I soon finished with cantilever, with my hands on the ice. I tilted my head to the side and saw someone who I didn't want to see, Brick. He lifted his hand a waved. I was so surprised that I messed up and stuck my left leg out to turn around but forgot what I was doing and I landed on my right ankle. The crowd gasped. I started to shake not knowing what to do with my throbbing ankle. I was soon lifted up and taken off the ice. I looked around, not seeing Brick. I was taken to the infirmary to be looked at. My ankle was throbbing so I took off my skate and almost fainted. My foot is not supposed to go that direction.
Brick's P.O.V
I just parked the car and was headed inside the building. I heard the lyrics to a song. I rushed inside to see Blossom finish her routine in a glide with her back parallel to the ice with her hands touching.
I noticed she looked right at me. Then I noticed that she slipped and landed on her right ankle. Even from here it looked bad. She got up with the help of two other people. I then started to look for the infirmary. I soon found it and knocked on the door. It was answered by an old lady. She seemed fairly nice.
"What can I help you with?" she asked.
"Well, my friend got hurt on the ice and I just came to see if she was okay." I answered.
"Oh, come right in." she said, "Just take a seat right here while I go and make she is okay with company."
"That's fine." She returned a bit later with a smile on her face, "Are you her boyfriend?"
My eyes went wide, but soon returned to normal, "I am working it. You see," and I told her why I was there. Even the part where I was a complete jackass to Blossom and how I need to apologize to her in person, and I don't even care if she forgives me or not.
"Sonny, boy. You are lucky she didn't kick your ass." The old nurse said after a while.
I was appalled but such a word coming from someone like herself, but I had to agree with her, "Yeah, I know. If I was her I wouldn't even want to see, let alone talk, to me."
"She wants to see you."
"What?" I question standing up, looking for Blossom.
"She is this way," the nurse said and I followed her instructions.
"Knock, knock." I said with smirk while knocking on the door frame and leaning on it as well.
She just kept looking down at her ankle, "Hi," was all she said.
I took a seat in the rolling chair and rolled closer to her. "Blossom," I started, "I'm sorry."
"For what," she asks still looking at her ankle.
The question caught me off guard, "For being a jackass to you, for blowing you off. I realize that you hate me," I trailed off.
"I don't hate you." She said, she gave me some hope, "I am just disappointed in you. You turned out to be something that I never saw. Sure, I knew that you were a jock and you would probably turn me down, just not that cold. I thought it would be nicer that what it was, but I guess that is what I was hoping for."
"What were you hoping for?" I asked.
"To put it simple, not a lot," she said with a sigh, "I realized that I can be so much more without, so much more with just my friends and family."
"Blossom," I started, she didn't look at me, "Blossom, look at me damnit!" I screamed in rage, "I'm think I'm in love with you okay! You're pretty, and smart, and a challenge, and mesmerizing. I haven't been able to get you out of my head since that day!" I screamed with a little less force this time.
She finally looked up, "What?" She sounded confused, "Brick, I think you should leave."
Now it was my turn for confusion, "What? Why?"
"Because I said so. I may never be able to skate again because of that one freaking mistake, and do you want to know who caused that mistake?" she screamed in rage.
"Me?" I questioned.
"No," she had me very confused, "Me. I wasn't supposed to turn my head, but I did. I made the mistake. I have made a lot of mistakes, but this one has by far been the worst."
"What was your next mistake? Telling me how you feel?"
"No, I don't regret that. I've never felt freer than the way I have felt these past several weeks. Things were going right for a change. I never thought I would make it this far. Turns out this is where it might end for me too." She said sadly as she started to swing her feet.
She must have forgotten about her ankle because she screamed out in pain. The nurse came in and looked at her ankle more closely. "Oh dear."
"What do you mean by that? I don't like the way you said that. What is going on?" I was so confused.
"Sonny, boy, call the hospital. Her ankle is worse than I thought."
Thank you very much for reading this. I will try to write more when I get my school computer. That should be in a couple of days! I hope. I am trying to write as fast as I can!
Please R&R,
M.
P.S. I got my wisdom teeth out and I was an emotional wreck. I highly advise not getting them out. Ever.
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