Planning to Play Guy
This had to be strategically planned out. She could not get caught, and that was a very hard thing to do considering they all went to the same school, and were all in the same grade. She had to find out anything, and everything about them. Their schedules, what they liked in a girl, what they didn't like, favorite things to do, and all that other important stuff. She was going to win this bet no matter what. This wasn't just to get the Ducks back, but it was to show she can do it all by herself. She grabbed the paper with the rules on it, and wrote down their names, first up Guy Germaine.
She remembered Guy from the JV/Varsity Showdown because he had to be pulled off the ice for some type of kitty injury. She didn't quite remember how he looked except he was described as the 'cute boy next door'. She tucked her dark hair under a hat, her forhead was covered and her eyes were shadowed. She wore a baggy old sweatshirt she was going to throw away soon enough. She was undercover now, so she could not stand out in any way.
It was lunch, and she was inline to get the cafeteria food. She never ate cafeteria food, but again she was 'undercover'. The two girls next to her were from the Duck team, the only girls on the team. Scooter liked one of them, forgot which one. He was beginning to be a real softy lately. Anywho she listened in very closely to what they were chatting about.
"I know it's not until a couple of months. But this party is going to be fun, I don't know who I'm going with though."
She grabbed a milk, and put it on her plate as the line did little to move.
"I don't know who I'm going with either." the one with the darker hair said.
"Connie I thought you were going with Guy?" the one with the lighter hair said.
They had Roxanne's full attention.
"I don't know. Haven't you noticed we haven't been that close?" Connie said.
"I don't wanna sound pathetic Julie, but have I changed? I still do the same things I always do. Hockey, and stuff."
"Not really, it's just him. By next week he'll be-" Julie stopped when someone came up to them.
"Hey Guy." she said. Roxanne slowly looked towards their direction. She was pleased with what she saw. A cute guy with scruffy blonde hair, wearing a 00 duck jersey. Connie was paying for her food, and moving out of the line.
"Coach told me to tell everyone as soon as you finish eating, it's practice." he said. The girls nodded, and he walked off finding another person from the team. No one looked at her or in her direction. Roxanne payed for her food, then threw it in the garbage and headed towards her room.
"Hi." she said to him as he headed towards the doors leading to the ice. He turned and smiled. She had her hair back in a braid, a Minnesota jersey and a fake smile on her face. Her backpack had patches of different hockey teams. It used to be her brother's.
"Hi." he said back
"I'm sorry to bother you, but I'm new here and I'm looking for Dean Buckley's office. I've been running around in circles." she said sweetly. He stared at her still smiling, then snapped out of his trance.
"Uh yea, it's down that hall and then the right." he said
"Thanks a bunch. You're a hockey player?" she asked.
"Yea, I play for the Ducks." he said pointing to his jersey.
"I love hockey." she said. His face lit up.
"You do? Do you play it?" he asked
"Sometimes. I play all sorts of sports, but hockey is my favorite." she said.
She was in.
"You should go to the games, I'd like to see you there." he said still smiling.
"We'll see." she said
"Ok well I have to practice. I'll see you around?" he said.
"Yea." she said grinning. They were both walking away, but then he stopped suddenly and caught up with her.
"Hey what's your name?"
"Umm... Kayla." she said. It was her brother's ex girlfriends name. Why it came into her head? Who knows.
"That's a pretty name, my name's Guy. I'll uhh see ya." he said.
"Yea." she said.
"Ok bye." he said walking past the doors. She got him.
She smiled her sly smile, and undid her braid. She took off her jersey, she had a tank top underneath, and stuffed the jersey in the bag. And began walking to her next class.
"Sucker."