i was always your #1 fan

ten years have past, i'm 24 years old and living in chicago, IL with my good friend, Danielle. the weather here is pretty much the same as buffalos, cold & freezing. i've been working a lot at the ice rink and coaching young girls the sport of ice hockey. our little neighborhood skating arena doesn't see much; maybe a high school or local college game will be played here, but nothing to major. it was the winter of 2009, we have been slow at the store. i was going through the usual work tasks of putting out new equipment and just finding little things to do around the shop, when someone, well 2 people walked in. i stopped what i was doing and looked to see who it may of been; to my surprise it was two guys wearing chicago blackhawks jerseys. "can i help you?" i asked, they both turned and looked at me. "umm, yeah. i was wondering, if uhhhh..." one of the guys was trying to say. "damnit, toews. just say it !" the other guy blurted out. "do you have a skate sharpener that we can use?" he finally said. i thought for a moment. "oh, yeah we do! follow me." i said and lead them to the back office were our repair room was located. "i'll be at the front desk if you got any questions or whenever you guys are ready." i smiled, and i left them alone. i made my was back to the front and continued to do what i was doing before.

Patrick's POV
"she looked familiar..." i told jon. "dude, no she didn't." toews replied. "i think i know her from somewhere..." my captain looked at me like i was on drugs. "what are you talking about? she's probably one of the puck bunnies you slept with." he said, harshly. "i'm done. you?" i nodded and we both went up to the front of the store, where she was sitting. dirty blond hair, brown sparkling eyes. she was beautiful. "that'll be $35." the girl spoke, toews and i handed her both fifteen. "here's a thank you for letting us use the sharpener the last minute." i handed her a envelope with 2 tickets for tomorrow's game inside and left.

Leslie's POV
i just walked in the house from closing up the store and threw the envelope, still unopened on the counter. "what's that?" Danielle said, pointing to the unknown envelope. "i don't know, some guy gave it to me at work today." i replied as i plopped down on the couch and turned the tv on. five seconds later i hear Danielle scream, holy shit! in the kitchen. i quickly got up and went to where she was; she had open the envelope and was holding two pieces of paper. "what?" i questioned. "do you know what these are?" she handed them to me and when i looked down i saw two tickets to the blackhawks game against tampa bay for the next night. "holy shit..." was all that i was able to get out.

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