Sure Feels Right

"You are not wearing Yankees stuff to the game," Rachel told me. I rolled my eyes, refusing to take off the shirt I had just put on.
"No. It's my team and I'm going to wear the stuff."
"You can wear the hat but the shirt has got to go or you won't."
"Whatever," I mumbled, running back down to my room to change.
"Hurry up," someone yelled down the stairs. I couldn't find the t-shirt I wanted and that was apparently upsetting my roommates.
"Alright, let's go. I'm driving."
The four of us hopped in the truck and I started down the road. It would take us 45 minutes to get to the field if the traffic wasn't horrible. I turned up the radio, singing along to the song playing.
"What the hell is this?" Taylor looked over at me. I realized what we were listening to was extremely sexual.
"Oh.. Um shit.." I fumbled to try to change the playlist. Apparently I hadn't changed it since last night which means I was stripping. Sweet.
I shuffled my music, praying that a relatively tame song would start playing.
"That's a lot better. What the hell do you do in your free time?" Katie asked
"I just didn't change my music from last night.. That's all.." I cringed, waiting for the comments my friends would have.
Rachel was like, "You have a sex playlist?"
Taylor was like, "Someone finally got laid!"
And Katie was like, "Oh my God. Are we really talking about this right now?
"It's actually a strip playlist, but uhh.. Yeah I had sex last weekend so it really hasn't been that long."
"Wait, you were studying last weekend.." Katie recalled my plans from last weekend, "With that cute kid in your class. Is that a regular thing?" Her voice was getting higher than it needed to be when we're in a confined space. Even if the windows were down.
"Andy? No. We just needed a study break and hey, we hooked up."
"Isn't that weird?"
"Nope. Hey look, we're here!" I pulled into an open space far from the field.
We walked up together and Rachel handed us our tickets. It had been such a long time since I had been to a baseball game, I started to miss them. We got to our seats but I couldn't sit still to save my life so I went to go get drinks.
I came back with two beers and turned to Katie, "Hey you might be driving home tonight," she rolled her eyes and said something about hating driving my truck, especially when I'm in the passenger seat. There was still around 20 minutes until the game and I was looking around. The two men behind us had on these weird green hats. I laughed to myself and got out my phone.
"Hey, can I have a picture with you two?" They looked at each other and agreed.
"Scarlett, do you know who that is?" All my friends looked at me with wide eyes.
"Umm.. No. Should I?"
"Uh yeah. It's James Neal and Paul Martin from the Penguins."
"You're right. I should know that. I still want a picture," I handed my phone and beer to Katie and climbed over the seats to get in between the two of them, "Well thanks guys. I'm sorry but I just really like your hats."
"What's your name?" Neal asked me.
"I'm Scarlett."
"Nice meeting you, Scarlett."
"Yeah. You too!"
"Sidney Crosby's here," Katie whispered to Taylor causing me to look.
"Well shit. It is the amazing man, himself."
"I'm sorry, did you say something?" He looked at me, somewhat confused.
"Oh nothing. Just that my ex had a boner for you and it was really weird cause I don't think I can compete to be completely honest," Crosby gave a nervous laugh, not sure what to say, "He can't really compete with you either."
"Since when are you like this around attractive guys?" Taylor whispered into my ear, making sure the hockey players couldn't hear.
"Easy. I'm not interested cause they aren't that attractive. The game is started so you should really let me concentrate on how attractive Jeter is."
I stayed quiet for a while after they started playing. Baseball games were just so calm. It was a nice change of pace from the all the football games I've been to.
It was between the fifth and sixth inning when I heard someone make a comment about ARod.
"You do realize that Yankees fans can't stand him as much as everyone else, right?" I turned around just to see the person I woke up next to. I swore under my breath and faced forward, hoping he didn't see me. Why was he with a bunch of Penguins players?
"I'm thirsty. You guys want anything?" I asked my roommates, hoping they would say no. I didn't want to carry everything back here.
"No."
"A water would be nice."
"I'll take a beer."
I made my way through the row of people, finally making it to the aisle. I made it up a few steps before a hand was placed on my shoulder.
"Scarlett," I turned around to meet Rob's beautiful brown eyes. I struggled to find words for a few seconds.
"Hi." I have such a way with words when I'm sober. It's amazing.
"How did your exam go?" He asked as we walked up to concessions.
"Great, actually. I was surprised. How do you know Crosby and Neal and them?"
He gave a half smile and rubbed the back of his neck, "They're my teammates."
Oh good. Another hockey player.
"Oh, okay," I would have said more, but I was up next in line to order what I needed.
It was awkward standing with him. I didn't really know what to say. I tried carrying the three drinks but couldn't quite make it work.
"Let me take one of those," Rob offered. I handed him the a bottle of water and we started back to our seats.
"I'm guessing that was your jersey hanging up then?"
"Yeah," he laughed, "From last year. So are you doing anything later?"
"Well after the game we usually go hang out with a couple of the guys, but I was planning on going home."
"Would you want to do something later?"
"Something as in sex or something as in like ice cream or watching movies?"
"I was thinking we could grab something to eat and watch movies.." He seemed taken aback at how forward I was about that.
"Either works for me so I was just wondering."
We split up, him going to his row and me to the one below it. Katie looked at me, wondering where her water was, "Rob has it," I motioned to the guy behind her and she thanked him. She had to do a double take before she realized who he was. Thankfully, she didn't say anything.
My friends made plans to go out with the rest of the team for the night but I declined when they asked me. I'm sure they knew I would be going home with Rob, but for once they didn't have a comment.
"My place or yours?" I turned around to ask Rob, not caring that his teammates would get the wrong idea.
"You've seen my house, let's go to yours. You just have to drive."
"Yeah not sure I'm sober enough, I will trust you with my truck though."
After the game, I said goodbye to my friends. I was going to go find Rachel's boyfriend and joke about him setting me up with one of the Yankees, but then I found Robert here.
We walked to my truck in a comfortable silence. I unlocked the doors and tossed him the keys.
"So what are we getting to eat?"
"Umm.. I was thinking Panera. Is that good with you?"
"Perfect," he smiled.
I told him just to use the drive thru and gave him directions to my house. I thought it would be empty when we got there, but the door was unlocked and there were 3 half ready girls running around.
"Alright. Looks like we are eating in my room," I grabbed a couple bottles of water out of the fridge and went to my room. I kicked my shoes into the closet and plopped down at the edge of my bed, "I hope you don't mind, but we're eating on the floor."
He smiled and sat down next to me. I started picking at the bread I got with my soup.
"So what are you in school for?"
"Double majoring in dietetics and psychology."
"That's an interesting combo. Why those two?"
"I want to be a psychologist that works with teens with mental illnesses and if I'm dealing with disordered eating, I figured being a dietician would be helpful just to give a little insight that food is actually not the enemy."
He studied my face for a minute before wondering, "Would it be wrong to ask why you decided to go into that?"
"Oh no, of course not. I know a lot of people get the idea that I've been through a lot of shit before, but I really haven't. My best friend was depressed and anorexic throughout high school and seeing her that way was absolutely heartbreaking."
"She got better, right?"
"Yeah. She ended up in the hospital a few times, but she's doing great. Going to a performing arts school back in Vancouver."
We kept talking about our lives in between bites of food. If ask about him and he would ask about mine. He seems like a really nice guy. Pretty funny, too. I just don't know if this is something I want to get into right now.
"It's getting kinda late.." Rob mentioned as he looked at his phone. I guess I didn't realize it was that late already.
"Want to watch a movie?"
"Sure."
I gathered the garbage and brought it upstairs to throw away. Rob followed me a few seconds later, handing me my ringing phone.
"Oh. Thanks. I'll be back down in a minute. Hello?"
"Hey sweetie."
"Hi mom."
"I'm sorry in calling you so late. What are you up to?"
"Oh it's fine. Just watching movies with Robert," I told her as I grabbed a pair of shorts and a tshirt from my drawer. Robert looked at me and smiled. I made a circle with my finger, hinting at him to turn around.
"Is Robert your boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend, but thanks for asking."
"Okay well I just wanted to remind you that the rehearsal dinner is at 6 so you should be in Toronto around 5."
"Yeah. Alright see you then," I turned to Robert who was already covered in the 20 blankets I have on my bed and smiled, "What are you doing this weekend?"
"Nothing, why?"
"Want to go to Toronto for my cousin's wedding?"
"Only if you'll go on a date with me tomorrow."

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