Roses at Midnight 8
Author Note: Lol random trivia/fact of the day...the last chapter had EXACTLY 900 words ;) EPIC MAN! :D
The young girl was very excited.
She loved to figure skate. Now, being seven-years-old, she was just a beginner/newbee. None the less, she'd quickly figured out that she was in love with it. Just gliding around the ring gracefully, making spins and sketching patterns into the ice...it was amazing to the young artist.
"Can I try to make a pretty butterfly, Nikki?" she giggled softly in anticipation, jiggling on her back as they went onto the hockey rink.
"Yes, sweetheart," she chuckled as she pushed open the doors, not keeping or trying to hide the down-home, thrilled grin of the tremdolously cold air hitting her face, "let's get out there."
Is that who I think it is?
That was suddenly the only thought on Kendall's mind as he gazed across the ring. The chest and body were too small to be a male's, but whoever it was on the rink warming up, she was very skilled. And just by the locks of brown coming out from her head mask and the frame, he had a pretty good idea...
"Nikki?" he called out, and she turned around easily and gracefully on one skate, waving at him once before taking off across the ice once again with speed and skill of a professional, her intents obvious to show off.
He grinned, accepting the challenge silently as he took off after her.
Lucy sighed softly to herself as she pulled on her second skate. Kendall had been helping her with her hockey gear, but now...
She'd shown up.
Then she saw the small girl now skating on the ice herself, and by her appearance, she was a figure-skater. Seeing her only brought back memories of Kendall and Camille...She chuckled as she remembered, tying her laces best she could and standing up shakily. She'd never been the greatest roller-blader, but she figured he would help her before...yeah.
Instead of attempting to the join the two and ultaimitely becoming a third wheel, she wobbled her way over to the small girl figure skating. Who knew? Maybe she'd know more about this than her...
James stuck out his lower lip in a small point. Aw, man...Kendall was her, too. He loved his brother, and that wouldn't ever change.
But he loved Nikki, too, just in a different way with a little bit of a stronger emotional pull...
Then he noticed another girl on the rink, stumbling her way over to Primrose. He couldn't help but chuckle, considering whether or not to help her out, or maybe flirt.
Nah, he thought as he took off for the two potential lovers, I'll just make sure I'm not a third wheel...
Prim looked up with a smile, "Hi! What's your name?"
"Um...Lucy," the older girl wobbled quite a bit, "what about you, kiddo?"
"Primrose, but you can call me Prim," she smiled sweetly, taking her hand gently in her two smaller ones in attempt to balance her, "do you need some help, Miss Lucy?"
"Yeah...this is my first time on the ice..." she squealed out a bit as she fell flat on her rear, struggling to regain her composure and about slipping right back down.
"Whoa...don't rush it," the small brunette soothed softly, pressing her hands to her shoulder a little bit, "it takes practice. Don't worry, I'll teach you!"
"You know how to play hockey?" the young child giggled loudly at 'Miss' Lucy's question.
"No...but I know how to figure skate!" she barely registered the hiesatance in the others eyes as she finally regained her footing.
"Well...alright."
Logan couldn't believe it.
He just flat out could not believe it.
He'd been skating since he was in second grade, and this was one of Camille's first times...and she was leaving him in the dust. Er...the ice, rather, if you wanted to get litteral, which he always wanted to do that, so...yeah.
"Come on, keep up slow poke!" he resisted the urge to pout at her as he struggled to follow her in step, slipping a bit on his own skates.
Somehow it was different...without his three best friends around, he didn't have as much confidence. Sure, he had his amazing girlfriend, but she was amazing in, like, everything. When it was the four hockey-heads from Minnosota, they didn't outdo him, or they were a little more far about it.
He knew she didn't mean it...but just once, he wanted to be a little better than her in something naturally.
Nikki couldn't help but giggle like a little girl.
She was having the time of her life, that was for sure. He was a natural and very skilled, but she was better. They zipped around 'their' section of ice, her knocking away the puck just as it was about to swish into the neck. She giggled loudly once again as he pouted at her, lifting up his mask and sticking out his tongue.
"Mature, Knight," she grinned, and he rolled his eyes.
"Shut up, Garcia," he teased, flipping her mask up to stare into her beautiful brown eyes, "rematch."
"Or..." she grinned sexily, "we could get some hot chocolate."
They hadn't paid attention to him, really, which he did not appricate.
About halfway through their little flirting game, he'd sat himself on bench, miserably looking at his lap to avoid the two sets of lovers zipping around. He'd barely noticed the figure-skating duo until he heard two loud feminine squeals, and he when he looked up, he had to chuckle at the two flat on their backs in the ice, giggling loudly and slipping as they tried to get up.
"Need some help, pretty girls?" he half-teased, boosting Prim up first then extending his hand to the girl still in the hockey gear, "it might help if you got out of the equipment, sweetie."
"Shut up, Diamond," she laughed, and he grinned a little goofily.
Ah, Lucy...
"Logie, what's wrong?" Camille inquired, stopping her zipping around the ring as he panted softly.
"Can we...stop for today?" after almost two hours of seeing her be beautiful and amazing, he was tired of seeing her outdoing him. But he apparently did a good idea of hiding it behind a smile, because she nodded and slide over to a bench.
"What'll we do now, then? Hot chocolate?" she offered, and he grinned.
"Starbucks. On me," he could forget about her being better than him...for now. After all, he did love her...
"So, just keep your hands out to keep you balanced, and..." Lucy was soaking up every word from the seven-year-old, much more than she did lessons in school.
"Alright..." she started out on shaky legs, trying to ignore James watching in the base of hockey suit as she tried to balance without that equipment...
"Careful, sweetheart," he chuckled, and she smirked halfway, only halfway kidding as she turned to him from where she was now sliding clumsily on the ice.
"Damn you," she replied.
Prim gasped. Oh my...she just cursed!
"That's a bad word!" she was all-buisness suddenly, all the strictness present in seven-year-old voice as she put her hands on her tiny hips.
"Sorry," but by the way she chuckled shortly with James, they obviously didn't mean it...
"And Mr. James, you're encouraging it!" she used a word Nikki had taught her one time when she was wrestling around in the sand with a boy from her school, "both of you need a time-out!"
She added a little finger wag to it, and much to her pleasure, they both got up and made their way over to a corner of the ice ring. She smirked a little, proud of herself as she sat down on the bench.
"Now, you stay there until I say move!" she declared, skating to the changing room and thinking of how proud that Nikki would be of her...
James and Lucy exchanged smirks as the stood in the corner. Eh...they were in time-out. At least it was because of the cutest little girl in the world.
"So, where's Prim today?" Kendall found it approiate to ask as he sipped their large mugs of hot chocolate.
"Figure-skating, I think," she nodded once, smiling calmly and feeling happier than she had in a long time.
His face paled just a bit, but his rosy-red cheeks covered it pretty good, thankfully, "Oh? And...are you a figure-skater as well?"
"Yep," she nodded, showing him a medal she'd put on before she left, "I'm a champion."
He gasped...and he suddenly realized he'd known her before...
