Chapter Two
Matts POV
"Mind if I sit here?"I asked, bending towards her. Shes kinda hot, I realised.
"Hey, it's a free country!" New-girl replied. Hm...English accent. That's kinda hot. I wonder if shes from London.
"Hi, I'm Matt. Matt Orion. I play hockey for the school team... What's your name?"
"Hi, I'm Sophie Taylor. I'm new here." She said, smiling.
"Yeah, I can see that." She tilted her head, and frowned with confusion. "You have that, deer-in-the-headlights look, you know." I laughed. "So what's your thing?" I began, pulling a can of soda out of my bag; she was obviously wondering what I was talking about?
"Excuse me?" She asked. "Shouldn't you be with the other hockey goons inside?"
"Nah. I fancied some air, besides; I couldn't leave a beautiful girl outside, alone now could i?" I looked at her.
"Well. Thanks, I guess?"
"So, you know I play hockey, what about you? Hobbies? Sports? Anything?" I looked up at her.
"Err...not anymore."She said before quickly trying to change the conversation. She flicked her long brunette hair over her shoulder.
"Tell me more...new girl."I jumped in before she could.
"I'm not telling anyone. I came here for a fresh start."
"I promise I won't tell anyone." I said, and solumly put my hand over my heart.
"Don't take the piss. Okay! This is serious."
"If you say so!"I said annoyingly.
"You don't know an-y-thing about me." She said sitting up at me.
"Of course not," I paused to pick a carton of grapes out of my bag, "Grape?" I offered the packet to her.
"No thank-you." She said, very annoyed. "Could I borrow your phone for a sec? I was supposed to call my brother at lunch. I haven't got one set up here yet."
I grabbed my cell out of my bag. She briefly looked over my satchel and spotted the small black bag that i've been hiding from my friends for years...
"Sure ...."I said passing it to her.
What is this?" She asked, after grabbing the small, black bag from my satchel. It was too late to stop her opening it, and pulling a series of small surgical needles out of it (three to be exact). "Are 'on' something?" She said aiming a lopsided smile at me.
"No." I laughed.
"And?" She prompts.
"Severe nut allergy." She picked them up, looks at them and puts them back into my bag. "But keep it on the 'down low' If the guys find out, they'll never shut up about it."
But what if you're eating something with nuts in it?" She asks.
"People will know." I told her, taking a sip of my soda.
"And why is that?"
"Because I will swell up like a blow fish, and stop breathing, quite simple really." I laughed.
We spent the rest of the lunch-break chatting about sneakers, which teachers to avoid and everything really.
She asked for some info about me. So I told her
"I have a little sister called Hannah and twin brother who is an idiot, called Zach. He plays ice hockey too, and most our friends are from hockey. My dad is the coach for the school team. Hannah lives with my mum in Ottowa. She goes to a college there and Mom wanted to be close to her. Anything else you would like to know?" I asked her. She shook her head. "How about you?"
"One brother – Elliot – hes the new coach on the school team. Parents live in England, got a place at the school because of Elliots job. Living in the school dorms, I get my room after school." I explained.
Then the bell went for afternoon regestraition. I picked up my books and offered my hand to help her up. She grabbed it and pulled herself up and straightened her shirt, "Thanks." She told me.
When she began to walk off, I called after her. "Me and the guys have an ice hockey match tonight. Wanna Come?"
"I...I'd love to." She stuttered. "Are you any good?"
"Don't tell me you hadn't heard of the Mighty Ducks before your brother got a job here?" I put on my shocked face.
"Actually....." She paused, "I have never heard of them before about 2 seconds ago. Is that the name of your hockey team?"
At that I winced, she noticed and blushed.
"Second in the league," I stated proudly.
"That's pretty good." She replied looking impressed.
"Yeah. Anyway is that a 'Yes'?" I tilted my head to one side, silently hoping that she would accept my invitation.
"That's a yes." She nodded smiling. "Oh. Is Charlie Conway going to be there?" She asked casually. She likes him, I can tell. Captain Ducky steals another one from me. But I smile politely.
"Yeah. I'll see you at the rink at 6:30. By the way....were in the green, purple and white jerseys."She laughed the last bit.
I was on a high for the rest of the day.
At the end of school I was waiting by the gargoyle at the school entrance watching the students pour out of the mammoth doors centered in my view, then I saw myself with friends but it wasnt me ... my twin. I shouted, 'Zach!' and waved with one hand when he turned to see who was shouting.
He saw me and jogged over with his satchel jiggling by his side.
"Hey lil' bro." He said enthusiasticly.
"Honestly. You were born two minutes before. And you still won't let me forget it?" I laughed walking beside him.
"Never have. Never will. Anyways, you seem very smiley for someone about to get smashed by the top team in the league tonight." He mentioned. We headed towards the dorms.
"Nah. I'm not worried, and yes I had a good day."
"Ahh...you met a girl didn't you?"He nudged me before flinging his arm around my neck and pulling me down to about waist height as a joke. "My little brother is finally growing up."
" might not have noticed this, but we're twins." I deliberately whispered.
"So...who is she? I bet its Suzie from french!" He said.
We walked past the big brick building, that housed the staff flats where dad lives.
"Actually...shes the new girl." I slowly confessed.
"The English one? Wow, you've out-done yourself Lil' Bro."
"And she's coming to the game tonight." I whispered to him as we stepped onto the pavement.
"Ah..." He wiped a dramatic tear from his eye. "I'm so proud." He laughed.
"Shut up. Fool." I laughed as well....Then I pushed him into the bushes and he chased me accross the quad, we wrestled for a bit then truced as Connie and Julie were laughing at us already.