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.


21. Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Gabrielle’s POV

“Bye,” I said to my dad as he gave me a wave and walked out of the kitchen and to the front door.

After my dad left, I checked the time to see how much longer it would be until Bella and her mom came to pick me up. I had woken up a bit later than usual today, so my dad made me quickly get dressed and get my skating bag ready before I did anything else.

Today he didn’t have to leave as early as he usually does, so I kind of purposely slept in a bit, plus I was just really tired and couldn’t bring myself to wake up.

I looked at time that was projected on the oven and saw that they should be coming to pick me up in less than ten minutes. I decided to grab everything I had ready that I needed, and went to wait in the small nook area next to the entryway.

Once I sat down on the small cushioned bench, I slipped on my shoes tied them. Just as I finished tying the last one, the doorbell rang. I got up from my seat at the bench, and went to the door. “Hey,” Bella said once I opened the door.

“Hey,” I said back, as usual, and grabbed my skating bag.

I walked out onto the porch and closed the door and locked it before heading to the driveway with Bella.

“Look what I’m wearing,” Bella said and stuck her foot out in front of her, showing me the new shoes she got the other day at the outlets that she was currently wearing.

“Cute,” I said as I looked at her shoes.

“You aren’t wearing anything you got?” she asked me.

“Bella we’re going to ice skating practice, it’s not exactly the time when I dress up.

“True, but you could’ve worn the shoes you got,” she said.

I just shrugged my shoulders at her irrelevant comments, and got into the back to the car. Once we were both in the car, Bella’s mom greeted me, which I returned, and then Bella started telling me about how Sam had a play date with Ben yesterday.

“I’m just happy Harry didn’t come to drop him off,” Bella told me.

“Bella you really need to cut that boy come slack, what has he ever done to you?” her mom chimed in.

“Well he was rude to Gabi, he told her to mind her own damn business when she introduced Ben to Sam,”

“Are you sure about that?” her mom asked, and Bella turned back to look at me.

“Tell her,”

“He did say that to me,” I told her mom, as Bella wanted me too.

“Really? He didn’t seem like someone to get influenced by the other guys, especially so quickly,” she said.

“Well mom, ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ works both ways,” Bella said.

It took me a second to register what Bella had just said, but then I did understand it, and what she said was actually very clever. Most people use the saying as you can’t assume the worst of someone if you don’t know them, but I guess you really can’t assume the best of someone either without knowing them. 

Bella’s mom had her change the topic, and I noticed Bella smugly smile because she knew her comment had got her mom left with nothing to say. Bella obeyed her mom though and changed the topic to a jacket that she saw at the outlets the other day that she wished she wouldn’t have talked herself out of buying because now she really liked it.

Bella’s mom eventually dropped us off in front of the rink entrance, she told is she’d be back towards the end of practice today instead of only an hour in like she usually us.

“Today is her busy work day,” Bella had informed me.

We walked into the lobby of the building, and I just went ahead and followed Bella to her rink today. Yesterday I had just waited in the lobby, and on Friday I had gotten something to eat, but today I felt like waiting in the rink.

Once I actually started watching Bella’s routine with her music, I noticed how cool her skating routine was for the song. It would look so complex from an outsiders view, but from the view of a skater, it was actually quite easy. I watched Bella skate for a while, and before I knew it my practice time was about to start. I said bye to Bella, and then left her rink to go to my own.

I set my stuff down on the bleachers, and then quickly got my skates on and laced them up. I thankfully remembered my music today, so I set that up with the boom box that was provided here, and then made my way out onto the rink.

I went though my routine a few times, each time becoming easier and easier. I noticed a few little areas that I knew my dad would want me to work on, but right now I just had myself focus on landing everything perfectly each time.

It was pretty easy to land almost everything, but it wasn’t easy to do it to my dad’s standards. I was working on doing everything in the way my dad expected. I knew I could do it, it was just a matter of doing everything perfectly one time through though instead of doing some things perfect one time and over things moderate, and vice versa.

I was about halfway through my practice time when I saw Bella coming from her rink and into mine.

Confused, since her practice time wasn’t up yet, I skated over to the border of the rink where she was standing on the other side. “What’s up?” I asked her once I was in front of her.

“My mom just called me and said she was picking me up, some work thing, she didn’t tell me,” Bella explained to me, I bit rushed.

“Wait, so am I coming with you?” I asked.

“Um no, my mom said you can keep practicing since you still have a couple of hours. We’ll be back to pick you up when she’s done with whatever it is she needs to pick me up for,” Bella told me.

“Okay,” I said, and she gave me a quick good bye as she swiftly made her way out of the rink.

By the time my practice was over, Bella and her mom still hadn’t come back.

I checked my phone to see if maybe they were waiting in the parking lot or something, but my inbox was empty. As I was taking my skates off, I tried to do it as quickly as I could before the hockey players came in, since I didn’t have Bella here to help me stand up for myself I really didn’t want to see them.

I didn’t unlace my skate’s quick enough though, because the sound of laughter from hockey playing boys soon filled the rink. I ignored Zack’s attempts to bother me as I got up from the bleachers and stuffed my skates in my bag as I quickly walked out of the rink and into the lobby.

Once I was in the lobby, I set my skate bag down on a table to fix my skates that I had shoved in there, and made sure that they were properly placed in the bag now.

After that was done, I looked around the lobby to see if Bella or her mom were anywhere around here. I knew they would’ve called or texted when they were back, and it was pointless to look for them, but I thought that maybe they forgot and were just going to be waiting in the lobby.

I looked around for a few more minutes before coming to the conclusion that they weren’t here. I walked over to one of the lounge areas, and sat down on a couch. I took out my phone and pressed Bella’s contact name to call her.

“Hello?” Bella said into the phone, picking up on the forth ring.

“Where are you?” I asked her.

“Shit,” she cursed, and I could here her mom scolding her in the background.

“I forgot to call you, my mom and I are stuck at her office for pretty much the rest of the day. The whole floor has to move or something for some renovation and crap, I don’t know all the details,” she told me.

“So how am I getting home?” I asked her.

“Can you call your dad? I mean isn’t today one of the days he isn’t getting home ridiculously late?” she suggested.

“So I’m just supposed to stay at the rink until who knows when, like late at night,”

“It’s just today, you have food, water, a bathroom, skating rink, what more could you need?” she said, trying to get me excited about the idea, and I hated to admit it was working a bit.

I mean sure it was the community rink and I couldn’t practice my routine, but it was still skating.

“Bye Bella,” I told her, and she just laughed and hung up.

I closed out of the call, and went to my messages to send my dad a text telling him I needed him to pick me up today. He responded a few minutes later telling me that he’d try to get off work a bit earlier than usual today so I didn’t have to stay at the rink for too long.

I locked my phone, and then put it back in my skate bag as I decided what I was going to do for basically the rest of the day.

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