SHOUT OUTS/ANSWERS
Thugalet: Well, the past five chapters had already been completed so they were fairly quick to update. However, updates may be a bit slower since I have to write further chaps.
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Belongs to Canadian Television and Disney. I only own the plot and characters you don't recognize.
When Casey was all cried out, she sniffled and looked up.
"Look at me. I'm acting like such a girl," she said, choking back a sob.
"No, you're not. You're just finally dealing with the fact that you had hockey stolen away from you," he told her.
"I'm sorry I pushed you away. I just felt so broken and weak. Hockey was a big part of me. And when I lost it---" her voice trailed off.
"I understand, Pretty Girl," he said.
"'Pretty Girl'. I've missed hearing you call me that," she whispered. He let his fingers get tangled up into her hair and inhaled.
"Strawberries?" he queried.
"Yeah," she confirmed. Meanwhile, Derek who had been flipping through the channels as Lucas and Casey talked upstairs, found himself curious when he heard their voices become louder. So, he did what he usually did: he went upstairs to eavesdrop. What he heard made his jaw drop in shock. Casey had played hockey? No way, he thought to himself. It wasn't possible. She had barely been able to dance the other day. How in the world could she have played hockey?
"I'm so sorry, Lucas. I was scared and confused, and it had just gotten stolen and---" he heard her start to apologize.
"Ssssshhhh, ssssshhhhh, sssssshhhhhh. It's okay," he heard Lucas interrupt.
"It's not okay. I hurt you so badly."
"Hey. It's okay, Girlfriend. I'm still here." She sighed. How can he call me that? I don't deserve it, she thought.
"Thank you. But you know I'm grounded and---"
"Yeah, you ran your mouth again, didn't you?"
"Well, you always said it would get me into trouble." The door opened and Derek quickly made himself scarce. There was no need to get caught. Lucas walked back downstairs.
"Nora, it was good to see you again, hopefully, I can come over again soon," he said.
"Bye, Lucas," Nora acknowledged and he walked out. Soon after, Casey came down and went into the kitchen where George was getting himself a snack.
"George, I just want to apologize. I shouldn't have spoken to you like that. I know I hurt your feelings and I'm really sorry," she apologized.
"Thank you for the apology. We'll just chalk it up to you having a bad day," he said. The girl nodded and walked out. Later that night, Casey snuck downstairs, grabbed one of her mother's home movies, put it into the VCR, pressed play, and then made herself comfortable as a hockey game started. Soon, she got lost in the old memories. There was cheering from the stands and she grinned softly. This was a great game. Lucas and I really flew, she thought to herself. She watched as the younger version of herself skated across the ice. Hearing the sounds of the television, Derek got out of bed and headed downstairs. What? She's watching hockey? he thought in surprise, seeing what was on the t.v. A familiar laugh reached his ears. What the---? he wondered. He stepped closer as the player lifted their helmet. Then, his jaw dropped. Whoa. No way, he thought.
"She really did play hockey," he whispered.
