New Beginnings
Road Trip Pt. 4
Tyler's POV
We waited for Kirsten to get out of the shower, and scared the shit out of her. We were messing with her, and it was really fun, because nobody accused me of wanting to do her, and nobody found it that weird that we were telling her to change in front of us. It was fun messing with her, and she didn't get mad or anything. That's one thing that I liked about her. She has a great sense of humor. After I got my massage from Kirsten, I left her room, even though it seemed like a few of them were staying to waiting for each other.
When I got back to my room, I get really bored, but I don't feel like going out and having fun, because it sucked to lose to them. I watch some show that I don't care about, and can't stop thinking about her. She was funny, and witty, and knew how to laugh at herself. When I actually started to get into the show, there was a knock on the door, and Jamie was there. He says, "Grab a cup, Kirsten's asleep, and we're going to surround her with them." He busts out laughing, just telling me the plan. I go back and grab one, and we go back to Kirsten's room. I see that almost everybody has put a cup around her, outlining her body. I put one where there is a blank space by her shoulder. Jamie stands up to take a picture of her. How does she even look good sleeping? Jamie says, "Kirsten. Hey K? Wake up honey." She wakes up slowly, and looks around, because the entire team is in her room laughing at her.
She rounds on the person nearest her, which is Spezza. She beats him, and then moves around, practically beating the shit out of us, collectively. She says, I hate you guys! I can't believe you guys! That's disgusting. I'm so going to get you back, even though I know that's what I get for falling asleep dammit. Get out of my room assholes."
"Oh come on, it's funny," I tell her, "Don't have a stick up your ass."
"Actually I was joking Tyler. No need to be an asshole." She says, and turns and walks away. What the fuck? Whatever. Not my actually girlfriend. Not my freaking problem. Then I see Jamie run out after her, and the team does a chorus of 'ooooooh.' and then Val speaks up.
"What the hell just happened?" He says.
"Nothing." I say, and then ask, "Why were you all in here?" I counter.
"We were in here watching movies with her, and she was on the floor with Jamie, and he said that she fell asleep, so we should prank her." He explains.
"Why wasn't I invited?" I ask, and people were just staring at Val and I, waiting.
"Uh dude, you left." He says. "And why did you freak out on her anyways? What happened between you two?" He says accusatorially .
"I didn't know you were watching movies. And nothing happened between us. Why would you say that?" I say, and I can feel the stares of my teammates.
"Dude, you're getting defensive. Clearly something happened. We just want to know what it was." He says, and there is no way I'm explaining.
"Nothing happened. I'm just pissed off about losing tonight. Sorry I freaked out. I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight guys." I say and walk out back to my room. While I'm out in the hallway, I see Jamie and Kirsten walk back in. But Jamie has his arm around her, and he seems to be talking quietly to her. I scowl down at the floor, and step into my room. I turn off the lights, and I lay down on my bed, and let out a long sigh, then fall asleep.
My alarm goes off at 7, and I pack up my stuff and head down to the bus to go to BB&T Center for tonights game. I sit two rows behind Kirsten, and I'm right next to Jamie. He asks me, "What the hell happened with you and Kirsten? She explained stuff to me." I start to panic. I have no idea what she said to him, but know there was no way she would tell him that we slept together, even if they were pretty good friends.
"What did she explain? I don't want to repeat anything." I say, trying to get him to tell he what he knows.
"She told me that you didn't sleep with her when you could have, and that you tried to actually date her, not just a one and done deal. And for once, a girl rejected you. Why are you letting the fact that she slept with Bish bother you? What is up with you?" He asks.
"I don't care. She can do whoever she wants, but she was just pissing me off. And yeah, I wanted to date her, but now I see why I shouldn't, and why she wont date me. I sleep with tons of different girls, she sleeps with whatever hockey players she wants to. I got pissed off last night, mostly because of the loss, and I let her get to me. And I had the opportunity to sleep with her, and I didn't. I should've. It bothered me because I want to actually be with her, and she doesn't. Sorry I freaked." I say.
"This is so perverse. Normally you are the one rejecting girls. i know this is new, but you gotta get over it. You know it wouldn't work anyways, you work together." He says, and I nod.
"Yeah, I'm already over it." I say, and put in my headphones.
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When we get to BB&T Center, we go to the skate, and everything is normal, and then we just hang out around until it's game time. Kirsten takes care of us before the game, and we come out strong. We score once in the first period, and I get the assist, then in the second, we come out and score twice. At the end of the second the score is 3-0. Nobody scores in the last period. As the final bzzer rings, we all go out on the ice, and hug, and celebrate, and we are all so excited. We head back to the locker room, and we shower, and Kirsten ices, stretches, and massages anyone that needs it.
We head out to the airport, and get on the plane, and all I want to do is sleep. I got a lot of minutes tonight, so I plug in my headphones, and sleep. We get back to Dallas a few hours later, and I'm groggy from my half-ass nap. I ride home, and my dogs greet me. I love seeing those guys. At lest Marshall and Cash can't bitch at me for getting my feelings hurt by some stupid, hot girl. I feed them, and grab some food, turn on the tv, and watch until I fall asleep on the couch.
Today's practice is optional, so I opt to go anyways. I get ready quickly, grab some fruit and head out the door. I get to the rink, and am greeted by most of the team, save a handful of players. We eat lunch as a team, and Kirsten and I don't even look at each other. Coach talks strategy to us about tomorrow night's game against Pittsburgh. I head back to my house, to be bored for the rest of the day. And also think about Kirsten, and what I should do about her.
We waited for Kirsten to get out of the shower, and scared the shit out of her. We were messing with her, and it was really fun, because nobody accused me of wanting to do her, and nobody found it that weird that we were telling her to change in front of us. It was fun messing with her, and she didn't get mad or anything. That's one thing that I liked about her. She has a great sense of humor. After I got my massage from Kirsten, I left her room, even though it seemed like a few of them were staying to waiting for each other.
When I got back to my room, I get really bored, but I don't feel like going out and having fun, because it sucked to lose to them. I watch some show that I don't care about, and can't stop thinking about her. She was funny, and witty, and knew how to laugh at herself. When I actually started to get into the show, there was a knock on the door, and Jamie was there. He says, "Grab a cup, Kirsten's asleep, and we're going to surround her with them." He busts out laughing, just telling me the plan. I go back and grab one, and we go back to Kirsten's room. I see that almost everybody has put a cup around her, outlining her body. I put one where there is a blank space by her shoulder. Jamie stands up to take a picture of her. How does she even look good sleeping? Jamie says, "Kirsten. Hey K? Wake up honey." She wakes up slowly, and looks around, because the entire team is in her room laughing at her.
She rounds on the person nearest her, which is Spezza. She beats him, and then moves around, practically beating the shit out of us, collectively. She says, I hate you guys! I can't believe you guys! That's disgusting. I'm so going to get you back, even though I know that's what I get for falling asleep dammit. Get out of my room assholes."
"Oh come on, it's funny," I tell her, "Don't have a stick up your ass."
"Actually I was joking Tyler. No need to be an asshole." She says, and turns and walks away. What the fuck? Whatever. Not my actually girlfriend. Not my freaking problem. Then I see Jamie run out after her, and the team does a chorus of 'ooooooh.' and then Val speaks up.
"What the hell just happened?" He says.
"Nothing." I say, and then ask, "Why were you all in here?" I counter.
"We were in here watching movies with her, and she was on the floor with Jamie, and he said that she fell asleep, so we should prank her." He explains.
"Why wasn't I invited?" I ask, and people were just staring at Val and I, waiting.
"Uh dude, you left." He says. "And why did you freak out on her anyways? What happened between you two?" He says accusatorially .
"I didn't know you were watching movies. And nothing happened between us. Why would you say that?" I say, and I can feel the stares of my teammates.
"Dude, you're getting defensive. Clearly something happened. We just want to know what it was." He says, and there is no way I'm explaining.
"Nothing happened. I'm just pissed off about losing tonight. Sorry I freaked out. I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight guys." I say and walk out back to my room. While I'm out in the hallway, I see Jamie and Kirsten walk back in. But Jamie has his arm around her, and he seems to be talking quietly to her. I scowl down at the floor, and step into my room. I turn off the lights, and I lay down on my bed, and let out a long sigh, then fall asleep.
My alarm goes off at 7, and I pack up my stuff and head down to the bus to go to BB&T Center for tonights game. I sit two rows behind Kirsten, and I'm right next to Jamie. He asks me, "What the hell happened with you and Kirsten? She explained stuff to me." I start to panic. I have no idea what she said to him, but know there was no way she would tell him that we slept together, even if they were pretty good friends.
"What did she explain? I don't want to repeat anything." I say, trying to get him to tell he what he knows.
"She told me that you didn't sleep with her when you could have, and that you tried to actually date her, not just a one and done deal. And for once, a girl rejected you. Why are you letting the fact that she slept with Bish bother you? What is up with you?" He asks.
"I don't care. She can do whoever she wants, but she was just pissing me off. And yeah, I wanted to date her, but now I see why I shouldn't, and why she wont date me. I sleep with tons of different girls, she sleeps with whatever hockey players she wants to. I got pissed off last night, mostly because of the loss, and I let her get to me. And I had the opportunity to sleep with her, and I didn't. I should've. It bothered me because I want to actually be with her, and she doesn't. Sorry I freaked." I say.
"This is so perverse. Normally you are the one rejecting girls. i know this is new, but you gotta get over it. You know it wouldn't work anyways, you work together." He says, and I nod.
"Yeah, I'm already over it." I say, and put in my headphones.
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When we get to BB&T Center, we go to the skate, and everything is normal, and then we just hang out around until it's game time. Kirsten takes care of us before the game, and we come out strong. We score once in the first period, and I get the assist, then in the second, we come out and score twice. At the end of the second the score is 3-0. Nobody scores in the last period. As the final bzzer rings, we all go out on the ice, and hug, and celebrate, and we are all so excited. We head back to the locker room, and we shower, and Kirsten ices, stretches, and massages anyone that needs it.
We head out to the airport, and get on the plane, and all I want to do is sleep. I got a lot of minutes tonight, so I plug in my headphones, and sleep. We get back to Dallas a few hours later, and I'm groggy from my half-ass nap. I ride home, and my dogs greet me. I love seeing those guys. At lest Marshall and Cash can't bitch at me for getting my feelings hurt by some stupid, hot girl. I feed them, and grab some food, turn on the tv, and watch until I fall asleep on the couch.
Today's practice is optional, so I opt to go anyways. I get ready quickly, grab some fruit and head out the door. I get to the rink, and am greeted by most of the team, save a handful of players. We eat lunch as a team, and Kirsten and I don't even look at each other. Coach talks strategy to us about tomorrow night's game against Pittsburgh. I head back to my house, to be bored for the rest of the day. And also think about Kirsten, and what I should do about her.
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8/15/15