Hall of Fame

Thankfully Tyler didn’t let the whole Brendon incidence affect his game against Montreal. If anything, it was the opposite, the Stars won, thanks to Tyler’s hattrick and assist on Jamie’s goal, if I didn’t know any better I would say Tyler was trying to show off.
Now thought, it was time to play the Coyotes, so a couple of the guys were gathered in the locker performing there pre game rituals and what not. The only thing missing as of right now was the music. Usually it was the first group of guys in the room that picked out the music and lucky for me the first group consisted of Demers, Jordie, Jamie, Tyler, and Roussel. This group would normally use Demers i – pod, but for some reason they decided they wanted to listen to mine. That is how I found Demers flipping thought my i – pod.
“Your i – pod sucks, you know that?” He shook his head as scrolled though my music, which wasn’t easy because the scroll would get suck every few songs.
“I know,” a smile covered my face as I leaned on the wall to the entrance of the locker room.
“You should get a new one,” he suggested like it was that simple.
“No,” I shook my head with a laugh, “that is not going to happen.”
Demers only shook his head as he continued to scroll though my songs, “You have some weird music on here?”
I took a deep breath as I rolled my eyes, “you just don’t know where to look. Go to my playlists and select the playlist labeled work out.”
“Work out, work out, work out,” he mumbled to himself as his thumb scrolled over my screen, before a smile slid onto his face, “hockey?”
My heart sped up as he said that, there were defiantly some songs on there that I wasn’t ready to explain, so I quickly made my way to the other side of the room and pounced at him as I made an attempt to grab my I – pod, but he only smiled as he lifted my i – pod up and out of my reach, a tick that most of the guys have picked up on.
I took a deep breath as I rolled back onto my heels and crossed my arms over my chest.
“I have a song,” his eyes widened, “I have two songs. That’s awesome.” He said, as his thumb slid over the play button. The minute ‘Blame’ blared over the speakers his head bobbing along to the music. “How did you know I like this song?”
“You might have mentioned in an interview once that you listened to that song before games, so now every time I hear this song I think of you.” I admitted with a sigh.
“As it should be,” he winked as he clicked on the next song. His brows fumbled together as ‘renegades’ started to play. “Did you get this song from an interview too?”
I bite my lip with a shake of me head, this one was actually a little more embarrassing then an interview. “I got this song idea from your twitter.”
“You were twitter stalking me?” He lightly bumped my shoulder with a playful smile as my cheeks reddened.
“I wouldn’t say I was stalking you for say, I was just curious as to who you were.”
“So in other words you are twitter stalking me.” He did a little victory dance turned and announced it to the rest of the guys.
“I’m not,” I tilted my head back with a groan, but thankfully the word that caught everyone’s attention as the word twitter.
Roussel looked up from where he was taping his sticks, “You have a twitter.”
“Yes.”
A wicked grin covered has face as he reached for his phone, along with Jamie and Tyler.
I took a deep breath as I watched the three of them search there phones. Jamie must have found me first because a smile broke across his face as he grinned at me. “I thought you said you didn’t have a boyfriend?” He wriggled his eyebrows at me and I knew he must have found the picture of James and me.
“I don’t,” I closed my eyes with a shake of me head, my chest pulling at just the thought of James.
“Then who’s this,” Jamie questioned.
I took a deep breath as I opened my eyes to look at him, “James, just a friend from school.”
“Looks like more than a friend if you ask me,” Roussel winked at me with a wicked smile before he looked back at his phone and continued scrolling through his phone.
“Well that’s why nobody asked you Roussel,” I gave him the best fake smile I could muster. “But now I have better things to do then be harassed about my lack of a love life.” I took a deep breath as I backed out of the room, and Tyler stood up, but I just shook my head because if he followed me that would only create more questions that I also didn’t want to answer.

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