Blades of Love

Stacey walked into the bathroom and moments later Jade came bursting in “Oh my god! Are you okay?!”
Stacey was taken aback by her tone “Yeah. I got lost.”
“You got lost?” Jade repeated, confused.
“Yeah on my way to the bathroom, but Tyler Seguin showed me to it.” Stacey explained with a smile
“Tyler Seguin?!” Jade exclaimed with a squeal.
“Yeah. I bumped into him. He had to leave practice early for an appointment.” Stacey replied, washing her hands.
“Did you get his number?” Jade asked
“No…”
“Why not?! I mean you’ll probably never run into him again.”
“He was in a rush and I would not give my number to a complete stranger.”
“But he isn’t a stranger. He is Tyler Seguin. Major hottie and Bruins hockey player. By the way, practice is over. The others left, but I came to find you.” Jade remarked fixing her hair “You ready?”
“Yeah. Let’s go.” Stacey replied following Jade to the parking lot. The two waved good-bye and headed off. When Stacey got home, Sammie was still out on he date with Keith. Stacey turned on her iTouch and hopped into the bathtub. She could have asked him for his number, but to her, that would just be weird. Besides, she didn’t really know him. She climbed out of the shower, slipping on her fuzzy blue robe and brushing her hair.
“Stace, you home?” Sammie called
“Yeah, in the bathroom.” Stacey replied
“How was practice?” Sammie asked
“Good…I bumped into Seguin.”
“Tyler Seguin? How the fuck did you bump into him?”
“I got lost on my way to the bathroom and he helped me find it.” Stacey explained
“Nice. Well Keith is a douche. I am never going out with him again. He was late meeting me. He tried to get me to pay for his and my meals. He was rude and only talked about himself. Worst date ever.” Sammie grumbled, slipping her shoes off.
“Wow. What an asshole. Well, I’m going to head to bed. See you at practice tomorrow, since we don’t have classes.” Stacey said
“Night.” Sammie called back, plopping down on the couch and pulling her iPad over.
Stacey laid down in bed and pulled up her phone. She had one new request on her face book. “Who the fuck…” she asked herself as she opened the request. Tyler Seguin. Stacey’s mouth dropped “OH MY GOD!!” she yelled
Sammie came running into the room, goalie stick in her hands “What the fuck?!” she yelled
“Shit, Sam…everything is fine…I just…I got a friend request.” Stacey laughed
Sammie sat her stick down and narrowed her eyes “You screamed like someone was murdering you over a friend request? Did the fucking President add you?”
“Uh no…it was Tyler…I wonder how he found me…” Stacey’s voice trailed
“I should fucking kill you…” Sammie mumbled, throwing a shirt at Stacey’s head before leaving.
Stacey blinked at Sammie and looked back down at her phone seeing he had put a message with his request. Hey, I know this may be a little weird since you know I just met you and all, but you seemed really nice and I’d like to get to know you better. I didn’t know your last name, so I just kind of creeped all girls named Stacey who attended Boston University, until I found you…at least I think this is you. You‘re wearing a jersey and it is kind of from a distance…I apologize if this creeps you out or something…anyways…add me if you want. Stacey blinked again and read his message over. “Wow…” she whispered to herself. Why had he gone to the trouble of finding her. She clicked the accept button and started going through her feeds when a message popped up.

Tyler says-Hey, you are the Stacey I met today at the arena right?
Stacey says-Yes I am. Thanks for your help. Dentist go OK?
Tyler says-As ok as dentists can go. LOL.
Stacey says-LOL yeah.
Tyler-You don’t mind that I looked you up, do you? I just wanted to get to talk to you some more. You seem really cool.
Stacey says-It’s ok.
Tyler says-Cool. So…can I get your phone number?
Stacey paused and thought it over. She rarely ever gave her number out. Only her teammates, coaches, family, a few friends and her ex had her number. She was always busy with something and hated the hassle of people calling, texting and messaging her constantly, but for some reason she wanted to give her number to him.
Tyler says-Are you still there?
Stacey says-Yes I’m here. My number is 617-406-2290.
Tyler says-Okay cool, but I should go. Early morning flight. Have a nice night.
Stacey says-You too.
Stacey sat her phone back down and pulled her covers up. In a few minutes, she was fast asleep.