Equal Ice

I’m a performer, but I don’t act on a regular stage.
I dress up in costumes, but I don’t play a character.
My stage isn’t one in a theater; it’s clean slick ice at a rink.
I don’t play a character, I’m just myself.
Sometimes on the ice though, I feel like I’m someone else. Someone who is graceful and beautiful, it’s still me though, just a different side of me. A side that I like much more than my everyday self.
Ice skating is much more work than people may think though, and some people don’t consider it a sport. It’s not as extreme as hockey for example.
I may not look very tough, but I can accelerate faster than the guys on the racetrack.
I take harder impacts than a rider being thrown from a bull.
And I handle more G-Force than a fighter pilot.
So why just be extreme, when you can be extremely graceful.


124. Chapter 124

Chapter 124

Harry’s POV

I was finally forced to stop my car and turn the radio off when my car approached the ice rink. Luckily I found a spot in the very back of the parking lot, and I took advantage of it. I really did not want to be here right now, but in a way I still kind of wanted to be here at the same time. I was mostly wishing that I could just have the rink to my and just hit some pucks into the goals.

I didn’t want to have to deal with the drama that came with playing hockey on this team. I knew that today wasn’t going to be as bad as I kept making it out to be in my head, I just couldn’t help but think today was going to be awful. In reality I was probably just going to get a few questions from the guys on the team about where I have been these past few days and everything.

I still wasn’t sure what I was going to tell them. It would fell weird to tell them that Gabrielle broke up with me so that’s why I haven’t been coming, because that will definitely get me made fun of or least get looked down on my them. If they knew that I had been missing practice because I was upset about a break up, it would make me look pretty weak to them, which I’ll admit it was pretty weak of me, but I couldn’t help it.

I knew that I at some point they were going to figure out that Gabrielle had broken up with me, and they’re obviously going to assume that that is the reason why I’ve been gone so much. I hoped that my aunt hadn’t called coach yet to tell him because I don’t want to be here when he ends up telling the team. I was hoping that she would just call him tonight and then he’d tell everyone in the morning before I got there since that seems to be his routine when he wants some new information to him to spread around the rink.

I couldn’t care less if this spreads around the rink’s gossip or not. I’ll probably get more respect from people instead of the countless glares and nasty looks and sometimes stupid comments that I get. But for the people who know that I haven’t been coming to practice lately, like my whole entire team, it will also be a bit embarrassing for me.

Same thing with the fact that she broke up with me, most times it is usually the other way around. I foolishly wished that when the guys did find out about what had happened, they would just shrug it off and forget about it, but I knew for sure that that was not going to happen.

I knew that Zack was going to have to say something about it to me, and it would probably be a long time until he let me live it down. I was a bit embarrassed by missing practice because of the break up, but I wasn’t going to let myself be ashamed of it.

I have emotions and I can’t help it that I was upset by a breakup. I really liked Gabrielle and it’s been a long time since I was in a relationship that I was on the verge of getting somewhat serious. I wondered if a girl broke up with Zack how he would take it. If he really liked the girl, he probably would be upset about it, like I was.

The only difference would be that he is so obsessed with his reputation and that he his portrayed as this cool guy who has it all together. My guess would be that we would be pretty broken inside though and wouldn’t fully be himself.

One of the many differences between me and him was that he couldn’t be viewed as weak, he had to be viewed by everyone as the strong one of the team that didn’t let anything get to him. Whereas I wasn’t afraid to cry or mope around if something happens that upsets me.

I finally convinced myself to get out of the car and walk into the rink. When I did, I headed into the locker room and when I walked in, it took a few moments for someone to actually notice me.

“Harry,” I heard someone say, and I turned to see Zack with Adam standing next to him.

“Where the hell have you been?” he said with a laugh as he walked over to me.

Judging by his tone of voice, it was clear that they didn’t know anything yet.

“Just been dealing with some things,” I answered, knowing Zack, I knew that he probably wasn’t going to ask any follow up questions because he probably already knew what he was going to say next.

“My first guess was that you were skipping to go spend time with your girlfriend, but she didn’t know where you’d been either,” he told me, and now I knew for sure that they didn’t know yet.

All I did was shrug and I walked over to the bench I usually sat on. We all gathered together in the middle of the locker room before we all headed out to the rink. Normally I would leave my hockey bag in the locker room, but I decided to bring it with me today so I could leave right after practice was over and I wouldn’t have to deal with the chaos that was the locker room after practice.

As we were walking across the lobby, I noticed the doors to the rink we practice in being opened, and I saw Gabrielle and Bella walking out into the lobby. I noticed Gabrielle looking in my direction, but when I caught her gaze, she had the nerve to give me a small smile.

You’d think that I’d be happy with the small gesture she gave me, but while part of me was upset with the breakup, the other part is pissed off at her for her reasoning for the breakup.

When I didn’t give her a smile back, she took that as her cue to look away, and I turned away too and continued to walk into the rink.

We walked into the rink, and I walked over to the bleachers real quick to set my back down which got me a few weird looks, some of them wondering why I brought my bag in here with me, but I didn’t care. I walked back over and just as I rejoined myself with the group, I noticed that coach had now walked into the rink. He told us what we his plan was for today, and then we all made our way onto the rink. I began walking with them, but coach stopped me and pulled me over to him.

“Yeah?” I asked him, a bit annoyed since I just wanted to get on the rink to get practice started and hopefully forget about some of my problems for awhile.

“I just wanted to let you know that I just got a call from your aunt and she told me why you’ve been missing practice a lot this week.

“And you called me over to lecture me about how it’s a stupid reason for me to miss practice. You can save your breath though because I don’t want to listen,” I told him.

“Listen Harry, I know that I made it pretty evident that I wasn’t happy with your relationship choice, but I get how hard it can be when someone breaks up with you,” he began, and I was surprised by how calm and collected he was taking this, I thought we was going to go straight into a lecture or something, but then he continued talking.

“I get you may be going through a lot in your mind, but it’s your fault for getting involved with a figure skater, especially Gabrielle. Her and her father are the reason for this feud and I think this break up is a good thing. Now you can get back to being fully committed to the team instead of getting played by a figure skater and-”

“Just stop!” I interrupted him,

“You don’t know her, she wasn’t playing me!” I yelled at him, a bit louder than I intended to, and now some of the guys on the rink had their attention on us.

“You’re blinded by the fact that you were in a relationship with her, you can’t see that it wasn’t real,” he told me.

“Were you in the relationship? No, you weren’t, so who are you to judge and tell me it wasn’t real when it was. It was real, and you don’t even know what caused the break up,” I said to him, and I finally walked away.

There was a whole lot more that I wanted to say, and I was already wishing I said some things differently than I had, but I just had to forget it right now. I grabbed my hockey bag and began to head out of the rink, but then I stopped myself. I promised my aunt that I would stay today, and I’ve already missed so many days lately, some she didn’t even know I missed, so I knew I had to stay.

So I turned back around and set my bag back down on the bleachers and headed out onto the rink.

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