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.


22. Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Gabrielle’s POV

I took my skates off for the second time today and made my way back to the lobby as I left the community rink. I had gotten bored of just sitting on the couch, so I had decided to suck it up and deal with the people at the community rink.

The time I spent there consisted of jealous glares from teenage girls, and almost tripping over younger kids who would just pop up out of no where as I was skating. I had finally decided I’d had enough and just got off the rink.

Once I was in the lobby again, I went to sit back down on the couch I had been at earlier. I took out my phone to check the time, and I groaned when I saw that I had only killed about an hour and fifteen minutes of time.

I still couldn’t believe that I was basically trapped here until my dad got off work. I had tried to keep my annoyance with Bella on the down low, because I knew it really wasn’t her fault or her mom’s, but it still bothered me.

I figured I’d just go to the snack bar for now and get something to eat. I went up to the snack bar, and got in line with the many other people who desired to get some food right now.

Waiting in the line killed about fifteen minutes of time, and ordering and waiting for my food another five. There were a lot of people at the snack bar, whether they were just standing at the side waiting for food, or the were actually in line. I guess it worked in my favor this time though because it helped me kill about twenty minutes of time, so I’d almost been waiting here two hours.

I took the hamburger I ordered, and went to find an empty table. It took me a few moments to find one that wasn’t occupied by people or had trash all over the top of it. I eventually found a table from people who were just getting up from it.

Another good thing about having to wait at the rink is that I can pretty much eat whatever I want right now. My dad would throw down if he knew that I was eating a greasy hamburger from the rink snack bar. I ignored the pestering voice in the back of my head telling me I probably shouldn’t be eating this, and took a bite of the hamburger, because it’s not like I’ll ever get to have one of these again.

Once I finished it, I took a big gulp of water, and then went to throw my trash away. I couldn’t think of anything else to do for the moment, so I just went back to the couch and relax for a bit. I took out my phone to see that I had a text from my dad telling me that he couldn’t get off work early. I sighed, and just put my phone back in my back as I rested my head against the back of the couch.

Harry’s POV

After we had finished practice today, for once here I was actually pretty worn out. Today the coach was here with us, Zack had told me he was out of town for some family event and that’s why he hadn’t been here since I’d gotten here.

As we were all walking out of the rink and too the locker rooms, I looked over at the lounge area and saw Gabrielle sitting on one of the couches, she looked like she had fallen asleep or something, but I couldn’t really tell from the distance I was away from her. I took her attention away from her though and continued to go with the rest of the team to the locker rooms.

As everyone was showering and everything, I sat down on the bench and changed into the pair of clothes I brought. I changed pretty quickly, trying to avoid another awkward discussion about my tattoos. The other day Colby had noticed I had more tattoos on my arms, and that I had some on my chest and began to ask me about them, and it was a pretty weird conversation compared to the one I had had with Adam.

Once I was changed, I put my hockey clothes into my bag, and zipped it up. I sat down on the bench, and I leaned my back against the wall of lockers. I soon realized that I had to go to the buffet after this, and frankly I really wasn’t up for it right now.

I was thinking maybe I could just tell them I didn’t want to go, or maybe just walk out of the locker room, although the first option would probably be better. I didn’t want them to think that I was ditching them or whatever, I just really didn’t feel like going today, I need something different for my meal today. I wondered if I should just tell one guy that I was leaving and have him tell everyone else, because it would be kind of weird to just blurt out that I’m not going when everyone was in here, I didn’t need to announce like it’s some big deal because I don’t think it is, at least to me its not.

I found Adam standing in front of one of the benches taking something out of his bag, so I went ahead and walked up to him.

“Hey Harry,” Adam said once he noticed that I was there.

“Hey,” I said back.

“What’s up?” he asked me.

“I just wanted to tell you that I probably won’t be able to make it to the buffet today,” I said.

“Why not?” he asked me as he took a shirt out of his bag.

“Its just, I promised my aunt I would be home to help her with something,” I said, coming up with an excuse on the spot, I very bad one might I add.

“Oh okay,” he said, and I was thankful that he bought the lame excuse.

I just nodded and gave him a small smile before going to grab my skate bag and walk out of the locker room. As I was walking across the lobby, I couldn’t help but notice Gabrielle still sitting on the couch, except now she looked more awake. I wasn’t sure why she was still here, her skating practice ended a long time ago.

Usually she leaves with her friend and her friend's mom who I assume she rides with, I’ve never seen her still here before when I was done with practice. I looked around me to make sure that the guys were still in the locker room before I walked over to where Gabrielle was in the lounge area.

When I sat down on the couch in front of the one she was sitting in, it took her a moment to realize someone was in front of her before she looked up from her phone. Her reaction when she saw me in front of her was unreadable, so I couldn’t tell if it was best for me to leave right now, or if I should probably just leave.

I decided to go ahead and stay though. She put her phone back in her bag, still giving me an unreadable look; I think she was waiting for me to say something, and wondering why I was here. I wasn’t really sure what to say right now, I hadn’t really thought this through, I just sat down.

I wanted to ask her why she was still at the rink, but I wasn’t really sure if she wanted to talk to me. Maybe I should just start by apologizing to her about what I had said to her the other day at the children’s center. I didn’t want to just start by blurting out just a random question or apology.

“Hi,” I finally decided to say.

Gabrielle’s POV

I woke up with a jump when I heard a loud noise of something dropping or something. I had even realized I had fallen asleep. I looked around as I rubbed my eyes, and then quickly got my phone out of my bag. I checked the time and saw that I hadn’t even been asleep for an hour; I also saw that I had gotten anything contact from my dad.

I kept my phone out, and began to play around on it, trying to find something on the device to occupy my time for a bit. I didn’t realize when someone sat in front of me, until I had given up on using my phone entertain myself.

When I looked up, I saw Harry sitting on the couch in front of the one I was on. I gave him kind of a confused look as I put my phone back in the pocket of my skate bag.

He just continued to sit there, looking at me. I didn’t understand why he was here; I thought he basically disliked me. I waited for him to say something, but he didn’t. I was tempted to ask him why he was here right now and not with the other hockey guys, but I wasn’t going to be the one to start the conversation. He came here, he can start the talking.

“Hi,” he eventually said to me.

“Um, hi,” I said back.

It was quiet again for a few more moments until he spoke up again,

“I-I’m sorry about what I said to you, about Ben,” he told me.

“It’s fine,” I said, not really expecting an apology, so I wasn’t really sure what to say.

“I was just upset because you found Ben a friend so quickly, I couldn’t even get him to get up from the table,” he told me.

“It’s fine, I get it,” I assured him, and a small smile appeared on his face.

“So why are you still here? Wasn’t your practice time up a while ago, like when my time started,” he asked.

I laughed slightly and nodded, “My ride left, they had some work thing to deal with,” I informed him.

“I’m waiting for my dad to get off work and pick me up,”

“What about your mom,” he asked me, and I shifted uncomfortably before answering.

“She um, just can’t come to pick me up,” I stated, not wanting to get into any detail.

“Oh,” he said.

It was quiet again for another few moments, but he finally started to speak again.

“If you want you ca-” he stopped as I looked behind him, not really paying attention to him.

He turned to see what I was looking at, he once he did, he sunk down in the couch, sliding his head down out of view.

“Look who’s still here,” Zack said approaching me.

“Where’s your partner in crime, did she finally decide to ditch you?” he said, and the rest of the guys laughed.

I just ignored him, continuing to look down at my lap. I couldn’t come up with any good comebacks like Bella could.

“She can’t even speak without Bella here to stick up for her,” Adam laughed, and then they finally walked away.

Harry slowly inched himself back up so he was sitting upright again, and he looked behind them.

“Did they see me?” he asked.

“Don’t think so,” I told him.

“So um, as I was saying,” he began, acting like the last two minutes never even happened.

“I can maybe give you a ride, if you want?” he offered, hesitantly, and I wasn’t exactly sure how to respond.

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