"Alek...." a small whisper woke me from my slumber.

It must've been 10 or 11 pm when Seguin decided he should wake me.

My eyes fluttered open at someone slowly whispering my name near my face. I scrunched up my nose, then yawned. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes as I came into reality, "Alek?" Seguin whispered again.

"What, Tyler?" I asked, my voice still sleepy. I hadn't thought I was that tired.

"First, Marchy asks if you have any tattoos, second, Adam asks if you have a boyfriend, and i ask, do you really know Tuukka?" He chuckled, as I glanced over at the snickering Marchand and Adam. They both looked about as tipsy as Tyler, it was probably the twelve pack of guinness on the floor beside their seats.

I rolled my eyes but, smiled, "Tyler, tell Marchand that I do have tattoos, not that he'll ever see them. to Adam, no, i don't. No, i haven't met him til' today" I answered, speaking a slow voice so that he absorbed every word.

"Okay" he slurred, dragging out the 'o' and 'y', he then staggered back over to Marchand and McQuaid. I could now completely tell they were hammered, too.

"What a load of drunks" I muttered and snuggled up to the side of the seat. I felt some movement beside me. I opened one of my eyes to see Tuukka staring at me. I yawned, again and poked him lightly in the chest.

"What are you looking at?" I asked childishly with another yawn at the end. I just wanted to get this flight over with so I could go to sleep on a real bed.

"Nothing, I'm just trying to figure out how Marchand thinks has a chance with you" He answered, returning the friendly smile. I could tell he was also tired. I giggled, my cheeks warming up under his sleepy gaze.

"Well....he absolutely doesn't, but there's nothing stopping him from checking me out." I cocked my eyebrow at him.

"He checks everything with tits and an ass out." he snarled harshly, and I scoffed. That was a confidence booster. I rolled my eyes, predictable.

"That makes me feel so special, thanks" I snapped, turning away from him, looking across the aisle. Just when, I thought Rask might've been a decent human being, SNAP! He changes back into an asshole.

"That's not what I meant by it" he whispered, the pads of his fingers coming out to touch my shoulder. I gave him a look that was as icy as greenland.

"It's exactly what you meant" I hissed and gave him the finger. At least I can say I tried to be friends with my goaltender partner. So far, this is turning out exactly like my other team.

"Whatever, bitch" he muttered and yawned. I closed my eyes, totally ignoring his comment and cozied up to the other side of the seat.

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It was 1 am when we got in. My eyes fluttered open when I heard snickering coming from all directions. I didn't want to wake up just yet, I was tired- plus today, I'd have to 'prove' myself to all the other players. However, I opened my eyes, and let the overhead lights engulf my vision.

"What are you guys laughing about?" I asked, noticing that there was half a circle of players around the aisle. They just pointed and let out loud strings of loud laughing.

I hadn't realized right away that my head was on someone's shoulder. The only one person it could be was. I jumped with realization, immediately taking my head of his shoulder. Tuukka.

I rolled my eyes, trying to shake their looks off as I stood up. I picked up my bag, and slung it over my shoulder. Ignoring the looks I was getting from the group of players. I pushed my way past two of them.

"Grow up." I muttered, loud enough for them all to hear. Sometimes I hated how immature, and stupid male hockey players could be.

"Dude, she was totally leaning onto you!" was the last I heard from the group, I think it was Dougie Hamilton.

"Hey, Babe" Seguin greeted as he slung an arm lazily around my shoulders, as we disembarked.

"I have decided, you're going to be my friend" he exclaimed, trying to be formal. I chuckled.

Well, better to have one allie than a whole bunch of enemies.

"Really? I wasn't aware."

Notes

It's really short, I'm sorry. :)

Thank you for all the support, :)

Smile because you know somewhere in the world someone is pulling a door that clearly says push.