`* I don't own the Ducks, but I do own Larissa Saunders, from way back in my first MD fiction*~
Larissa opened her rink locker and took the skates out from inside, tossing one over her shoulder and letting the other hang in front of her. She closed the locker with a light push and turned around only to crash directly into her boyfriend's chest. She snorted slightly and stepped back to look at him.
"You, shouldn't sneak up on people like that." Larissa poked him in the ribs.
Kenny smiled. "And you should tell me when you're going skating, so I can come with you. I've been looking all over for you."
Larissa shrugged her shoulders and tossed her deep red hair. It wasn't that she hadn't want Ken to come as much as sometimes she liked to be alone. That was the one thing that Adam did better then him, Banks let her have free time. It was at that point in the relationship with Kenny that she started comparing the two more often.
It wasn't like she was looking for reasons to leave Ken, she knew she'd made the right decision picking him. He treated her like a princess and they had so much in common it was unbelievable. They were practically the same person. It was just sometimes, when she was alone and everything was quiet, Adam snuck into her mind. She missed him, occasionally.
Kenny grabbed his skates from his locker and took her hand. He held the door to the ice open and even helped her onto the ice. He was a real gentlemen and treated her with so much respect. He was the complete opposite of his predecessor .
"Larissa, we have to talk." He declared, stopping in the middle of the ice and staring at her gravely.
Rissa put on the brakes and glided over to him, with a serious face. "That's never good, is it?"
"Um… well, no. I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it. My old coach called me last night, one of his pupils left and, he wants to train me again."
A smile spread across Larissa's face as she launched herself forward and hugged him. "That's fantastic!"
"Well, it's not really sweetie, you see he wants to train me for the Olympics again."
"Olympics, like this winter?"
"Yeah, Andrew, my coach, he thinks I really have chance for a gold this year. I don't want to miss out on this opportunity."
Rissa swallowed the lump in her throat as tears sprinkled in her eyes. She gulped and blinked trying to keep the tears tucked safely behind her lashes. 'So much for at least Kenny's never made me cry.' She thought bitterly
"When do you leave?" She whispered, not looking directly at him.
"Tuesday… I'm going to finish the year by mail and have me diploma sent to me."
"Tuesday, like two days from now Tuesday?"
Ken nodded, putting an arm around her shoulder. "I thought you would understand, better then anyone."
Larissa flung herself backward like his touch burned. "I understand that about wanting to skate, I love it as much as you do. What I don't understand is what's going to happen to us now."
"We knew that we'd be separating eventually, I did plan on going back to San Francisco after grad."
"I know but…"Her voice trailed off as she bit down hard on her lower lip. "What's going to happen to us? I mean are we going to try the long distance thing, will I ever see you?"
"I don't think it will work, do you?"
"I guess it doesn't really matter what I think. You're breaking up with me like… like you said you never would." She turned on her blades and skated off the ice.
Quickly Larissa yanked off her skates and fled the rink in stocking feet. She looked back over her shoulder a few times, but Ken wasn't following. Her gray eyes stung with tears and her socks sunk into the damp grass. Her vision so clouded by crying that she tripped and fell landing face first on the ground, not having the strength to get up.
The next thing she knew she was being lifted out of the dirt and carried. Instantly she recognized the scent of the boy that had her in his arms. It was an expensive cologne with a spicy smell, that she could pick out of a million different ones. It was Adam. The girl opened her eyes and looked him in the face, she lips quivering and her cheeks streaked red.
Banks sat down on a bench outside of the main building and set her beside him. The he used his palm to wipe her face and asked. "Rissa, what happened?"
Larissa shook her head, trying to make it clear she didn't want to talk about it, least of all with her ex, the person that broke her in more ways then one.
"You can tell me you know. You can tell me anything, we're friends." He pried, squeezing her hand.
If you really have to know Adam, Ken just broke up with me. So here I am, back where I started, I gave my heart away and it gets crushed. But then you wouldn't know anything about it, you still have the tramp Veronica to keep you warm. How is the little skank anyway? Never mind, don't answer that, I don't give a shit. I don't care about you, I her don't care about her or Kenny or this fucking school, any of it." She snapped angrily.
As she ran back to her dorm she wondered why she'd acted like that. Was she more upset over the fact the Kenny had dumped her, or that Banks had the balls to try and comfort her? Either way she was furious, furious and achy, both from running and her fall. All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and sleep the night and the rest of her life away.
~* I've been getting tons of requests to add a third part to this series, but since I erased the original beginning to the third story, I had to write a new one. I hope it's to you liking, I don't like it much though. I may rewrite it again I'm not sure. Anyway everyone thank USROCKSTAR, for being my inspiration in writing this, she is Larissa to me, if I were Banks or Kenny, lol. Anyway hit the review button*~
Larissa opened her rink locker and took the skates out from inside, tossing one over her shoulder and letting the other hang in front of her. She closed the locker with a light push and turned around only to crash directly into her boyfriend's chest. She snorted slightly and stepped back to look at him.
"You, shouldn't sneak up on people like that." Larissa poked him in the ribs.
Kenny smiled. "And you should tell me when you're going skating, so I can come with you. I've been looking all over for you."
Larissa shrugged her shoulders and tossed her deep red hair. It wasn't that she hadn't want Ken to come as much as sometimes she liked to be alone. That was the one thing that Adam did better then him, Banks let her have free time. It was at that point in the relationship with Kenny that she started comparing the two more often.
It wasn't like she was looking for reasons to leave Ken, she knew she'd made the right decision picking him. He treated her like a princess and they had so much in common it was unbelievable. They were practically the same person. It was just sometimes, when she was alone and everything was quiet, Adam snuck into her mind. She missed him, occasionally.
Kenny grabbed his skates from his locker and took her hand. He held the door to the ice open and even helped her onto the ice. He was a real gentlemen and treated her with so much respect. He was the complete opposite of his predecessor .
"Larissa, we have to talk." He declared, stopping in the middle of the ice and staring at her gravely.
Rissa put on the brakes and glided over to him, with a serious face. "That's never good, is it?"
"Um… well, no. I don't know how to say this, so I'll just say it. My old coach called me last night, one of his pupils left and, he wants to train me again."
A smile spread across Larissa's face as she launched herself forward and hugged him. "That's fantastic!"
"Well, it's not really sweetie, you see he wants to train me for the Olympics again."
"Olympics, like this winter?"
"Yeah, Andrew, my coach, he thinks I really have chance for a gold this year. I don't want to miss out on this opportunity."
Rissa swallowed the lump in her throat as tears sprinkled in her eyes. She gulped and blinked trying to keep the tears tucked safely behind her lashes. 'So much for at least Kenny's never made me cry.' She thought bitterly
"When do you leave?" She whispered, not looking directly at him.
"Tuesday… I'm going to finish the year by mail and have me diploma sent to me."
"Tuesday, like two days from now Tuesday?"
Ken nodded, putting an arm around her shoulder. "I thought you would understand, better then anyone."
Larissa flung herself backward like his touch burned. "I understand that about wanting to skate, I love it as much as you do. What I don't understand is what's going to happen to us now."
"We knew that we'd be separating eventually, I did plan on going back to San Francisco after grad."
"I know but…"Her voice trailed off as she bit down hard on her lower lip. "What's going to happen to us? I mean are we going to try the long distance thing, will I ever see you?"
"I don't think it will work, do you?"
"I guess it doesn't really matter what I think. You're breaking up with me like… like you said you never would." She turned on her blades and skated off the ice.
Quickly Larissa yanked off her skates and fled the rink in stocking feet. She looked back over her shoulder a few times, but Ken wasn't following. Her gray eyes stung with tears and her socks sunk into the damp grass. Her vision so clouded by crying that she tripped and fell landing face first on the ground, not having the strength to get up.
The next thing she knew she was being lifted out of the dirt and carried. Instantly she recognized the scent of the boy that had her in his arms. It was an expensive cologne with a spicy smell, that she could pick out of a million different ones. It was Adam. The girl opened her eyes and looked him in the face, she lips quivering and her cheeks streaked red.
Banks sat down on a bench outside of the main building and set her beside him. The he used his palm to wipe her face and asked. "Rissa, what happened?"
Larissa shook her head, trying to make it clear she didn't want to talk about it, least of all with her ex, the person that broke her in more ways then one.
"You can tell me you know. You can tell me anything, we're friends." He pried, squeezing her hand.
If you really have to know Adam, Ken just broke up with me. So here I am, back where I started, I gave my heart away and it gets crushed. But then you wouldn't know anything about it, you still have the tramp Veronica to keep you warm. How is the little skank anyway? Never mind, don't answer that, I don't give a shit. I don't care about you, I her don't care about her or Kenny or this fucking school, any of it." She snapped angrily.
As she ran back to her dorm she wondered why she'd acted like that. Was she more upset over the fact the Kenny had dumped her, or that Banks had the balls to try and comfort her? Either way she was furious, furious and achy, both from running and her fall. All she wanted to do was curl up in her bed and sleep the night and the rest of her life away.
~* I've been getting tons of requests to add a third part to this series, but since I erased the original beginning to the third story, I had to write a new one. I hope it's to you liking, I don't like it much though. I may rewrite it again I'm not sure. Anyway everyone thank USROCKSTAR, for being my inspiration in writing this, she is Larissa to me, if I were Banks or Kenny, lol. Anyway hit the review button*~