Alive

Kristen watched as Nathan leaned against some lockers while he talked up some girls. She shook her head, rolling her eyes. She slammed her locker shut and carried her books down the hall to the class room.
Nathan spotted her coming and walked off from the girls. He snaked his arms around Kristen's waist. His lips pressed to her neck. She shrugged him off.
"Babe?" He cocked a brow, letting her go.
She shook her head and walked to her seat in the back of the class. He frowned at her. She looked at him, a blank expression on her face. He sighed and took his seat beside her. She didn't even give him a second look.
Nathan was excused half way through the period. He leaned over and pecked Kristen's cheek. She didn't acknowledge him. He growled as he walked out of the class.
Kristen and the girls all traveled to the game. She didn't say a word the whole time. The girls didn't ask questions. Nathan got off the ice after warm ups. He stopped at the stands, looking up at the girls.
"Kris," He called. She ignored him. "Come here, please."
"Kristen, he did terrible during warm ups. Just go." Valerie whispered.
Kristen groaned as she stood. She sulked over to Nathan. He towered her in skates. He leaned down to kiss her. She put her hands on his chest, shoving him back.
"Don't right now." She begged. "What do you want, Nath?"
"What did I do?" He whined.
"I saw you with those girls, Nathan! Working your little charm. I always see you!" She exclaimed.
"We aren't together, Kristen. I thought we were j,"
"Why do you think we're only where we are?" She yelped. "You're not only interested in me so why am I going to dedicate myself to you?"
"So what, this is it?" He asked.
Kristen shrugged. "Yeah, I guess so." She said.
"I can't play when you're being like this." He sighed.
"Look, we're both messes. You want something different from what I want so let's agree to be friends and that's all." She pleaded.
"Deal. Kiss me." He spoke.
"I think you're missing what friendship is." She hesitated.
"No, I just want to kiss you before the game and then that'll be it." He explained.
Kristen exhaled. "I don't think that's a good id,"
He pulled her into him, pressing his lips on hers. Their lips worked together for a minute before she slowly pushed away. Her hands stayed on his chest as she looked up at him. He held her close by her waist.
"Are you sure you just want to be friends?" He asked.
She scoffed, pushing away from him. She pushed his face back. "Go get ready and good luck." She walked back to her friends.
"What was that?" Felicia asked.
"Nathan and I are done." Kristen sat.
"Why this time?" Ainsley rolled her eyes.
"No, like, for good." Kristen laughed. All the girls gasped. "We just want different things."
"That's wasn't expected." Valerie shook her head.
"I'm surprised you aren't with Selena." Ainsley said, turning to her.
"She didn't think come to the game would be a good idea because of what happened." Valerie spoke.
"Ah, you mean her fucking another guy behind my brother's back." Felicia spat.
"It could've been worse." Kristen admitted. Felicia gave her a dirty look. "Jordie could've really liked her."
"Or she could've been fucking Jamie behind Jordie's back." Ainsley smirked.
"Shut up." Felicia hissed, kicking Ainsley.
The boys filed onto the ice. The anthem played before the teams went at it. The Bulldogs were up 1-0 by the end of the first. Right off the second period face off, they made it 2-0. Near the end of the third, the other team scored to make it 2-1.
Beau got hit with a high stick. He paused, holding his face. The whistle blew when the opposing team touched the puck. The guys crowded around Beau. He lowered his hand and the cut above his eye was evident. Sidney helped Beau to the doors. He opened them, stepping off the ice.
"Kristen, fix him up for us." Sidney called.
She nodded, walking down to the change rooms. She walked in and saw Beau holding his head. She grabbed the first aid kit, placing it beside him. She sat on the other side of it as she got what she needed. He watched her.
"Do you know who you are and all that shit?" She question as she grabbed things.
"Beau Bennett." He rolled his eyes. "It was only a high stick."
"Hey, that's all it takes for some people." She shrugged.
"You're Sid's sister, right?" He asked.
"Yeah, I try to go by Kristen though." She told him as she cleaned his cut.
Beau just stared at her. She avoid eye contact, even though he wasn't trying to hide it. She took a deep breath as she wiped the blood. He watched her body rise and then fall. He could tell something was bothering her.
"Are you scared of blood or something?" He quizzed.
"No, what?"
"You just seem really uneasy about something." He explained.
"I guess I am about something. Not your little cut though." She told him.
"What is it?" He cocked a brow before he flinched.
"Wow." Kristen laughed. He laughed at himself. "It's not something I want to bother you with." She referred to her being uneasy.
"Well I'm telling you to bother me." He stated.
She glared. "It's just shit with Nathan." She sighed.
"Beaulieu scored you? Wow." Beau gasped.
"Shut up." She shook her head. "I just really like, well, liked him, and we just weren't working out. It sucks but it's done with now."
Beau looked at her as she moved things around in the kit. "I'm sorry. I know he's kind of a handful." He chuckled. "What wasn't working out?"
"He wanted every girl and I only wanted him." She rolled her eyes.
He frowned. "You seem like a nice girl. You don't deserve that."
She shrugged. "Everything happens for a reason and all the bullshit, right?" She said as she finished with the cut. "All cl,"
Beau shoved the first aid kit on the floor. He grabbed Kristen's face and slid towards her. He attached his lips to hers. She held onto his wrists as she kissed back. His hands trailed down to her waist. He lowered them to her ass and pulled her up onto his lap. She ground into him and he let out a groan.
The horn blared, signifying the end of the game. Kristen was quickly sliding back into her clothes. She finished getting her shirt on just as the door opened. Beau was standing behind her, in just his UnderArmour. He let out the breath he was holding as the team walked in. They were all on a high from their win.
Sidney sat down on the bench. Kristen squeezed her lips together, picking up the first aid kit. Her and Beau had just had sex in the exact spot her twin sat. She said nothing as she attempted to put the first aid kit back. It was lifted from her and placed on the shelf. She turned and saw Beau. They both had smiles on their faces.
"Thank you." She broke the silence between the two.
"Thanks for fixing me up." He winked.
She nodded, walking out of the change room. The girls stood outside the room. Kristen's cheeks were red as she walked towards them. Jocelyn cocked a brow.
"What'd you do?" She asked.
Kristen shook her head and threw her hands up in defence. Ainsley looked up from her phone, narrowing her eyes at Kristen. She smirked.
"She fucked Beau." Ainsley laughed.
Kristen's cheeks burned. Kaitlyn shot over. Her jaw was dropped. She was waiting for the pair to hook up.
"You did? Holy shit. Thank god!" She exclaimed.
"What the fuck? What the fuck is going on?" Felicia sang.
"I told him about Nathan and he just came onto me. We did it on the bench." Kristen explained. "The bench that Sidney is currently sitting on."
"Kristen! That's so wrong!" Valerie cried.
"But was he good?" Jocelyn quizzed.
"Yeah. I don't know why I wasted time with Nathan." Kristen chuckled.
"Okay, but the real question," Felicia paused, hoping someone would catch on. No one did.
Ainsley rolled her eyes. "How big is his dick?" She finished Felicia's thought.
Kristen shook her head at her friends. They shrugged, Felicia mumbling about it being 'worth a shot'. The change room door opened and Beau walked out. She smiled at him, feeling her cheeks burning again. He waved her over. She made her walk there.
"Hey." She cooed. "Hi, I know you probably told the girls about what happened, but could you try to keep it from anyone else? I don't want Sidney to find out and end my season." He frowned.
Kristen nodded. "Secret's safe."

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