Amanda Kessel sat cross legged on Madeline and Aaron's bed as Madeline threw clothes out of her closet and physically onto Amanda. "Mads please stop flinging silk into my direction." Amanda yelled as she caught a really cute ruffled white dress being tossed in her view. "Wear this!" She examined it. It was cute and she couldn't handle Madeline throwing a fit about what to wear to her ex boyfriends stabbin' cabin. "That was my Markham High graduation dress! NO!" Madeline screeched from the closet as she walked out in a leather mini skort, black heels and a black tank top that made her arms look skinny. Her hair was in a messy bun that girls would die to know how to style properly, a beautiful red lipstick adorned her lips and she was rocking a smoky eye. "Their shorts so he can't attack me!" Madeline defended herself as she saw Amanda's eyebrow rise up. "I mean you look hot Mad. Really hot. Like if I was Aaron I would bang you right now hot. This is Tyson we're talking about. Change and wear that tomorrow night on our double date!" Madeline pouted and agreed to let Amanda raid her closet as she sat on their bed.

"How about this?" Amanda asked after ten long minutes. Amanda showed her a lavender silky tank top and she paired it with white lace shorts and gold wedges. "You'll look beautiful but not like your asking for it or that you want him hot. And you'll look tan and skinny and hot! Remove the red lipstick, I have a pretty pink lip gloss in my makeup case and put that really pretty beaded headband on!" Amanda was right, this was the route to take. "K! Thanks so much Mands!" Amanda smiled and handed her the clothes. She should become a stylist. After thirty minutes Madeline was ready for this dinner and the two exited her room to find their boys playing cod in the living room.

When they walked in, the boys turned the game off and turned to face them on the couch. "Can you please wear a potato sack? You look hot right now." Aaron remarked as she walked over to him and laid a kiss on his forehead. "I'll be home by ten." That gives her two hours to appease him and get the fuck out of dodge. "If you aren't home by ten I am driving over there." She nodded. "Love you babe." He tugged on her necklace, so she would lean down and kiss him again. "Love you beautiful. Please be safe." She nodded. She ruffled Morgan's blonde flow and hugged Amanda. "Hopefully I don't die eating dinner at the devil's tonight." And with that she walked out of her parents/now hers and Aaron's guest house and walked down the path to the driveway where her Range Rover would take her to Tyson's.

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"JAMIE! TYLER!" Tyson Barrie yelled when he couldn't find his roommates. Where the fuck could they be? This house wasn't that big. "What do you want you dumb fuck?" Tyler asked as he made his way downstairs to the living room/foyer. "For you and Jamie to leave. Madeline will be here any moment for our dinner." He cooked. Well grilled outside. He had just come inside from placing the steaks, corn on the cobs, and roasted vegetables from the grill to their patio table. He was about to grab two cold beers, and a lighter to light the outside candles and make sure Tyler and Jamie left before going back outside. "We're going, we're going. You do know she's not your girlfriend? Your friends with benefits? Or even a fuck a right? She's engaged. To a really great guy." He had already heard this speech from Jamie he didn't need it from Tyler too. "Yeah I fucking know, now leave." He nodded as Jamie bounded down the stairs. "We'll be back at ten. Do not fucking make a move Tyson or I will personally hurt you." Jamie repeated. He nodded. "I fucking get it." The two nodded at him and exited their house.

He played with Tyler's dogs Cash and Marshall until he heard a car drive into the driveway, and then a slam of a car door, then a knock. "Wish me luck pups." He breathed in and walked over to the door, opening it. "Hey you." He stated as he looked her up and down. She looked breath taking, down to the Blair Waldorf headband, she always used to rock. She hadn't changed. "Hey." She walked in and breezed past him acknowledging the dogs. "Hey Cash! Hey Marshall!" She propped down to pet the labs that came rushing over to her. She petted them for a couple seconds then stood up. "Where is dinner? I don't have much time....We have a party we're going to at ten." He guessed Tyler, Jamie, Aaron, Morgan Rielly, Amanda Kessel and Mads were all going to the same party at John Tavares's he wasn't invited to. He knew he wasn't going to get a invite, John was one of her and her brother's best friends. "It's out on the patio." He walked past her and she followed him over to the glass sliding doors.

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Madeline held in her breath, he looked good. Really good sitting across from her in a blue and white checkered button down shirt, a couple buttons unbuttoned and white khaki shorts and flip flops. His hair was messily done, all over the place. Her beer was going down smoothly, and she forgot how good of a cook he was. "What happened to us M?" Tyson asked. She looked at him with disgust, he must of known he had hit a nerve because he started shaking his leg up and down, and looked away from her. "You dumped me when Kelowna released me. You signed your pro contract with Colorado, didn't acknowledge me, you ignored me, made me feel like shit, acted like I didn't exist, talked down to me...Should I go on?" He shook his head no. "Do you remember the night we first hung out?" She nodded her head. "How could I forget the night that I met the first boy I would ever love." He looked over at her. "Same."

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After a week getting acquainted with Kelowna, her billet family and her two new teammates Shane McColgan and Mitch Callahan who would be living with her for the next season they decided on this friday night to go to the first team party. "Madeline Gilmore come fucking on, your taking forever." Mitch let out a growl as Madeline perfected the finishing touches on her party outfit. "How do I look?" She asked stepping out from the bathroom. Her hair was in a high pony, with a headband and she was wearing denim short shorts, a lace crop tank top that stopped at her high waisted shorts and a pair of gladiator sandals. It was only September and still hot in Kelowna. "You look normal, let's gooooooo." She grabbed her cell phone and the house keys and followed the California boys out of the house. "Have fun guys, be home by 11:45!" Mr. Santini their billet father said as they rushed out of the house. She gave him a wave so he knew they knew the Santini and the Rockets rules. The ten minute drive to Tyson Barrie and Adam Brown's billet house felt like forever. She hadn't spent that much time with the team other then with Shane and Mitch off the ice and the guys had been giving her a hard time since she was the only girl in the league and she wasn't even from Western Canada.

She was in her own trance when Mitch snapped his fingers in front of her face. "Just be cool Gilly, you'll be the fine. And Shane one drink maximum dude. You're the one driving us home." Shane groaned as the three spilled out of Mitch's pick up truck and around the house slipping through the sliding doors that opened into the basement. "Calm down." Shane said massaging her neck the three walked in side by side. "Everything will be fine." She already loved Shane and Mitch and wa so lucky to find billet brothers and teammates as great as them. "Oh look who made it!" Adam Brown yelled as he threw two beers at Shane and Mitch and stared her down. "I don't know if the Rookie is allowed one. Whadda ya think Barrie?" Tyson Barrie was walking out of his room, shirtless, wearing only jeans as a girl followed him out. "Thanks Ty for that fix!" She yelled as she joined her puck slut friends. "Oh give her the beer Adam. She's only three years away from legaldom let her have her fun." He winked at her, and she got butterflies. He was gorgeous, and shirtless, and winking at her. "Ugh fine." He was nineteen. Three years older then her. And Captain. He was her Captain. She shouldn't be feeling this way about her Captain.

Tyson threw her a beer and she caught it perfectly. Smiling to herself. "Gilmore come over here." He demanded as she went to catch up with him by the beer pong table, Mitch stopped her with his arm. "Beware of Barrie, Gilly. Remember we leave together at 11:30." She nodded. It was only 9. She had two and a half hours of Tyson time to fit in. She smiled at Madison Bowey and Colton Heffley also rookies who were standing next to Tyson. "Be my beer pong partner?" She nodded. "Sure Tyson." She played with her hair as she smiled at him. She stood in front of him, his arm wrapped around her waist. "I love your hair pulled back in a headband." He whispered into her ear. Shivers ran down her back.

Two and a half hours later, Tyson entangled his hand into hers after they won their second straight beer pong game. He pulled her towards his room, she went willingly and didn't care when he closed the door behind them. "Your so hot." He said, pulling her closer to him, his hands creeping under her crop top, his lips on her neck. "Stay the night?" He asked. Those chocolate brown eyes staring into her soul. "I am not that kind of girl." She removed his hands from under her shirt and walked over and sat on his bed to get distance from him. He smirked at her. "I think you're the first girl to say no to sleeping with me ever." She looked over at him and smirked. "I am different." He walked over to her and sat down next to her. "Yeah you definitely are Madeline Gilmore. Number 91." So he didn't ignore her all the time in the locker room...He knew she existed before tonight. She wasn't just some rookie he didn't pay attention to. "What time is it Tyson?" He looked down at his watch. "11:20. Why?" He leaned back on his elbows. "Mitch, Shane and me have to leave at 11:30. So are you going to kiss me or not?" He smirked as he pulled her gently on top of him and kissed her. Sparks. She was different, a good different.

"Mitchy where is Gilly?" Shane asked him as he interrupted his makeout session with a hot blonde. "I don't know. Beats me. I still got 2 minutes man!" He shouted as he grabbed the blonde and stuck his tongue into her mouth again. He shook his head and walked over to the bathroom, nothing, opened Adam's room, nothing. Knocked on Tyson's room and opened the door. To his surprise there was Gilmore on top of Tyson, heavily making out, his hands on her ass. "Madeline Gilmore Let's fucking go." She ripped apart from him and smiled. "See you at practice tomorrow Barrie." She got off him and smirked. "Not if I don't see you first." Her heart pounded. She was on the Tyson Barrie drug.

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"Don't give me those eyes, and that smirk and let me remember that night Barrie." He took a piece of steak and popped it into his mouth. "Why?" He knew why. "Because that was also the night I should of fucking knew you were a mother fucker. You fucked that blonde girl before we got there, she exited your room. That's why you didn't care if we slept together. I thought you were sweet. You were just playing the manwhore game. I came, I ate, I had a beer, we walked through memory lane, can I go?" She asked. He nodded. "So you'll leave Aaron and me alone?" He shook his head yes. She grabbed her phone and bag and got up and left.

He knew something she didn't even know yet. She still loved him.

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"HOW WAS IT?" Amanda and Morgan said at the same time when she got home. They were ubering it to John's house in a couple minutes. "Fine, he's still an ass. And he said he'll leave us alone. We walked through memory lane. It's over."

She walked over and kissed Aaron, ignoring the little ping in her heart wishing she was kissing Tyson.

Aaron was her future.

Tyson was her past.

"Let's go get drunk at John's!" She yelled as the three of them cheered.

2 months until Training Camp.

Notes

A little Mads/Tyson backstory to move the story on.


Thinking about doing a Mads/Tyson story from those Kelowna days whatta you guys think? COMMENT BELOW!