Angel

"Run away with me
Lost souls and reverie
Running wild and running free
Two kids, you and me"
Renegades by X Ambassadors

Cameron's POV

I woke up extra early the next morning to go running. I decided to take Bacardi with me to see if she like running. I laced up my Nike's, grabbed my keys, and hooked Bacardi to her leash. I walked out of my apartment making sure I locked the door behind me. I took the stairs, making sure I had no awkward elevator encounters. I stepped out of the stairwell and nodded my head at the doorman as I passed. I took off, going right away from downtown. I made it about a mile before I could feel Bacardi starting to lag and my legs starting to give out. I slowed to a walk and looked down at Bacardi, "You did so well, Bacardi." I spoke to her in the baby voice everyone talks to animals with. She looked up at me and wagged her tail viciously. I reached down and patted her head as I turned in the direction we had come from. I checked my watch and saw I had two hours until I was due at work. That gave me enough time to walk back, feed Bacardi, and shower before I showed up. I only lived about a ten minute drive from my work.

I walked back into my building and to the elevators. I seriously contemplated taking the stairs but the feeling in my legs wouldn't allow it. I pushed the up button and was surprised when it was already on the floor. I walked in, pushed the button for my floor, and pushed the close door button before someone could ask me to hold the elevator. I exited the elevator and put my key in the lock. I pushed the door open and walked in. I unhooked Bacardi and put food in her bowl before hopping in the shower.

I put on my plain, black pencil skirt and my flowy, long-sleeved, blue, button-up shirt accompanied by my favorite black pair of heels and walked out of my room. I hugged Bacardi goodbye and grabbed my keys. Walking out of my apartment, I took the stairs down to the garage. I scanned the parking lot looking for my Chevy Silverado. I found it parked next to a white Ferrari. I climbed in and turned out of the lot.

I was just sitting down at my desk when Amanda, an intern, told me that my boss wanted to see me. With sweaty palms, I knocked on his door and waited for a reply.

"Come in."

I walked into the room and sat in one of the fluffy, over-sized chairs that were positioned in front of his desk.

"Did you finish that article I asked you to write?"

"The one about the Alex Kovalev trade?"

"Yes. Well today I'm going to have you interview one of the players for the Penguins. You are also going to follow him around for a day. Okay?"

"Yeah, sure. Who's the player?"

"James Neal."

'Oh, Crap.'

James POV

I met with my PR manager this morning, snd she told me I was going to have a reporter follow me around all day. 'What the hell!' She said it was for my "image." Anyway, that's how I ended up waiting for the reporter in the lobby of an office building.

I was sitting in one of the chair when I heard a voice call out, "Mr.Neal, we meet again."

I turned around and saw the girl from the elevator, "Why, yes. Yes, we do." I inspected her outfit. She looked stunning. She wore a pencil skirt and a blue flowy top that complimented her eyes. I looked down at her feet to see a pair of black heels. I looked back up at her face to see she had no make up on. She still looked stunning. I stood up and held out my hand, "I don't remember your name. I'm James."

"Because I didn't give one." 'Damn. Fiesty.'

I put my hand back at my side seeing as she didn't take it, "Well, can I have it?"

"Cameron."

"Cool. Well Cameron, it looks like we're stuck with each other. What exactly are we supposed to do today?"

"I'm supposed to follow you around and write about the "normal" day/life of an NHL player."

"Ok, well I usually go get lunch after practice and I had practice this morning so..."

"Lead the way, Neal."

I walked her to where I parked my car and turned around to ask her where she wanted to go to lunch when I saw she had stopped dead in her tracks.

"What?"

"That's your car?"

I looked over my white Ferrari and shook my head 'yes'.

She busted out laughing and following my confused look and said, "It was parked next to my Chevy this morning."

"Oh."

"Yeah, anyway... Where do you wanna go to lunch?"

"Um... how about Hello Bistro?"

"Never been but sure."

"Ok."

I opened the door to the passenger side and helped her in. I put the car in drive and sped off into Pitt traffic. I parked a block down from the Bistro and helped Cameron out of the car. I walked into the Bistro the morning after an off day with a beautiful woman. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a teenage girl lift her phone and a flash go off. This will hit all social media in 3, 2, 1.

Notes

How about that Penguin's win last night? Awesome. Feel bad for Neal, though. But my Stars pulled it out as well. Go Stars. Can't wait til they're in Carolina on Friday!

Anyway, this story is going to take place in the 2011-2012 season. Is anybody reading this? Is it good? Let me know, please.