"But Dad!" I cried and my dad shook his head firmly.

"You're going to the game." He said flatly and I groaned, "It's about time you go to one with me."

"I don't see why it's important." I said and scooped up my Boston Bruins jersey.

"Complaining will only make it worse." He laughed and tightened his tie in the mirror, "Come on, Jess, you used to love watching hockey with me."

"That's when I actually liked the team that you were co-"

"You'll like the Bruins." My dad interrupted.

I laughed and shook my head, "Yeah, okay." I said.

-Zdeno Chara-

"Where's coach?" Tyler Seguin asked while he laced up his skates.

"Honestly, I don't know," I said and stood up to grab my helmet, "He should be here, Segs."

"It's not like him."

"Guys, he's here, calm down." Brad laughed and placed his glove on Coach Julien's shoulder.

"Sorry," Coach said, "I was getting my daughter and her friend situated."

"You have a daughter?" I quirked and walked over to Coach.

"She's off limits."

"Alright then." I laughed.

"Get out there and go shoot around. Get your head in the game." Coach said and clapped his hands
together.

"Let's win this guys, it's the Panthers," I clapped but it was muffled due to my gloves, "Not saying it will be an easy game, but-"

"Coach's daughter is here, win it for her." Segs smirked.

"You are one sick man." Brad Marchand shook his head at Tyler.

"We win it for ourselves." I laughed, "And, uh, coach said she was off limits."

"Yeah, Segs, she's not a puck bunny. She's the coach's daughter." Milan Lucic said, "You, of all people, cannot date the girl."

"No one is dating her. I won't have it." Coach Julien said, "Now stop talking and get out on the ice."

-Jess-

"I can't believe I'm front row at a Bruins game!" Meghan squealed excitedly and grabbed my arm.

"I can't believe my dad forced me to come." I groaned and looked over to the Bruins bench as the
arena darkened. Tuuka Rask led the team out of the locker room and onto the ice. The crowd cheered for their team wildly, I laughed and pulled my phone out.

[You owe me] I texted my dad.

I saw him pull his phone out of his pocket in the darkness, [Actually, I don't. You're lucky to be front row
at a Bruins game, Jess.]

I groaned, [Maybe]

"Jess," Meg squeezed my arm, "That's Dougie Hamilton."

"Who?" I asked.

"Dougie Hamiliton, like, only the hottest defenseman in the league." She gasped as Dougie came
closer to where we sat opposite of the benches near the middle of the neutral zone. "Wait, why aren't
we by the benches, Jess?"

"I don't know. I think my dad doesn't like us because we're annoying."

"He wouldn't have wanted you to come then," Meghan laughed, "Why were you at your parents
anyways?"

"They invited me over for dinner." I said, "I wasn't in the mood to make my own so I gladly accepted."

"Typical of you."

"I know."

The game started, but I was on my phone and missed the face-off... And the first and second periods.
"Get off your phone, Jess!" Meghan said and snatched my phone.

"Well." I sighed.

"Look, it's your daddy." Meg pointed. He was talking to a few of the players, Seguin, Chara, and Marchand. The players were looking around and pointing to different girls, each time my dad shook his head.

"Give me my phone." I said and Meg gave it to me.

[What's happening over there? And where should me & megs meet u after the game?] I texted my dad.

He pulled his phone out of his suit jacket pocket, [They're looking for you... Meet me over by the Bruins bench area by the locker room. I'll grab you and Meghan and we'll head to the press conference.]

[great]

[See you then.]

I gave my phone back to Meghan, "We're meeting my dad over by the Bruins tunnel after the game." I said.

"Are we meeting the players?" She asked while her face lit up.

"I hope not." I laughed. The third period started. Seguin was immediately hit against the boards in front of us. He looked up and smiled, Megs turned to me speechless. "What about it?"

"He just smiled at us! In the middle of a game! That's rare, Jess. Rare." She explained.

"Well, isn't that something?" I said, "And I don't care about it."

"Wow, you need help. He's like the hottest in the league, Jess."

"I don't come here for the guys... I don't even come here for the hockey, mostly the food or because I have to." I said and Meghan laughed. I always had been more interested in food than guys.

-Tyler Seguin-

'She didn't even smile back...' I thought as I finished my shift. 'Either she has a boyfriend, is a lesbian, or is only interested in hockey...'

"Hey Segs! I'm talking to you!" Marchand elbowed me and I looked at him, "You looked lost out there."

"I smiled at this girl over there," I pointed with my stick, Marchand nodded, "She ignored me."

"Maybe she didn't see you, bro."

"She did, I saw her look at me." Marchand shook his head, "No one ever denies this." I motioned at my face.

"Cocky, much?" Brad laughed, "I'm sure she didn't realize it was at her."

"I'll find her later," I said, "Maybe she'll stay until we all leave the locker room to see the fans."

"Maybe." Brad said and hopped over the ledge for his shift.

-Jess-

"Finally!" I said, "I thought you left us." Dad laughed and held out his hand to help us over the edge.

"I wouldn't forget my daughter, I just had to talk to the guys while they changed and what not."

"Coach," Chara waved at my dad from the tunnel, "The press wants to talk."

"One second," He said and helped Meghan over, "Alright, come on." He motioned for us to follow him,

"They're all done changing."

"Darn." Meghan sighed.

"Nasty." I glared at her.

"Head that way, second door on your right." Dad pointed, "Basically follow the carpet."

"Actually, we're going to head out to meet the players. Text me when you're done with the conference."

"No flirting with those boys, Jess." Dad said, "Serious."

-Tyler Seguin-

"She's got to be here." I looked for her while people asked for autographs and pictures.

"Segs, she probably left." Brad said while he signed a puck.

"No." I shook my head, "I'll be pissed if she did."

"Excuse me," A girl behind me pushed her way past me and over to Brad, "Can you sign the back of
my shirt?" He nodded and the girl turned around.

It was the girl I smiled at.

"Hey Brad!" I yelled and watched both the girl and Brad look up at me. The girl then looked over at her friend, "That's her!" I mouthed and Brad widened his eyes.

"Come here!" He motioned.

"Meghan," The girl said, "Just go ask him, it's not hard."

Meghan made her way over to me, she smiled, "Can you sign my stick?"

I nodded, "Who gave you this?"

"Marchand, he already signed it and since you two have this bromance kind of thing, I figured I'll have
you sign it too... And you smiled at my friend so." She shrugged.

"What's your friends name?" I asked and Meghan laughed.

"Jess, she's not really a hockey person, or a guy person."

"She's a lesbo?" I asked.

"No! It's just she's so busy with all her event planning she doesn't have any time for guys." She
laughed, "Why don't you just go talk to her?"

"She looks a bit busy, she's talking to Zdeno."

-Zdeno Chara-

"Are you the coach's daughter?" I asked the girl that I saw with coach earlier, she nodded.

"That's only between you and me, okay? I don't want your whole team knowing who I am." I said and he laughed.

"Well, Segsy over there was quite determined to find you." I said in a hushed manner, "Care if I tell
him?"

"Don't tell him," She said while she laughed, "I'm not into guys who only look for sex."

"Well, that's Segs for you." I shrugged, "He's coming over here, just so you know."

"Hey, do you want me to sign something for you?" Tyler asked the coach's daughter.

"The back of my shirt would be nice." She nodded.

"So the front is off limits?" Tyler asked with a smirk on his face.

"Yeah, it is." She said, "I'm not a puck bunny, sir, just so you know."

"Oh no, I wasn't- it's just most girls want me to sign on their boob." He seemed a bit taken aback.

"Well, you must be something special then." She said and turned back to me, "Maybe I'll see you around Zdeno, you never know if I will show up to another game or not."

I took out my phone and handed it to her, "Mind putting your number in?"

She took my phone and smiled, "It's a different area code since me and my family used to live close
by Chicago."

"Did you ever like the Blackhawks, by chance?" Tyler asked.

"I mean, it was by default since I lived there and so is this team, so." She said, "I never actually went to
a game or anything, but I'm friends with a few of the players since I planned one of their banquets."

"As long as you don't support their team..." Tyler laughed.

"My dad would never let me, trust me." She raised her eyebrows at the floor. "Anyway, my friend and I have to scoot... I'm Jess, by the way." She waved.

"Come to another game!" I shouted and she shrugged.

"Maybe!" Jess yelled back and then her and her friend disappeared around the corner.

Notes

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(p.s.- Next chapter features Jonathan Toews, he is in this story... hahaha)