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.


38. Chapter 38

Chapter 38

Gabrielle’s POV

Four days.

It’s been four days since the month of renovation started, that’s almost a week, and all I’ve done is basically what I’m doing right now.

Sitting on my couch, eating fruit, and watching re runs of Seinfeld since Harry has gotten me hooked on the show and doesn’t even know it. Harry and I have discussed our plans, and he wanted to hang out somewhere this week, but he has ended up being busy helping his aunt out. I haven’t gotten to see Harry as much as I’ve wanted to because of our schedules, but now that I know I’ll have more time to spend with him I can’t help but feel all happy inside.

Every time I get to see him or talk to him I always learn something new about him, and it’s always fun when you’re first getting to know someone a lot better and you can feel yourself getting closer to them and feeling a part of their life.

Since Harry had been busy I was hoping maybe to take Bella up on the roller skating offer, but unfortunately she’s had to help her mom out with some things. These are the times where I wish that I had more friends or at least a parent to hang out with.

The two people that I know were both helping out a parent or relative and I was by myself while my dad was at work. When my dad was actually home though all he was really in the mood to do now was watch TV, eat his dinner, and check my homework. I’ve gotten to where I just hold out and wait until my dad get’s home until I eat my dinner so I’ll have an excuse to sit in the kitchen and talk with him since now I have a bunch of time to get my homework done before he gets home.

I’ve mentioned to him possibly buying me a car so I could go somewhere instead of staying at home while he his gone. All he told me though was that he’d consider it, which is basically what he’s been telling me since I got a driver’s license.

I don’t want to complain, but most kids once they get their driver’s license, they usually get a car. I’ve even offered to help my dad pay for the car with some of the money I had saved up, but he still responds with the same answer that he’ll consider it. It’s only a matter of time before I start printing out reviews on cars and leaving them at the kitchen counter next to the coffee maker every morning.

I’m brought out of my complaining thoughts when I hear my phone start to go off. I reach my arm out form where I was lying on the couch and grabbed my phone off the coffee table. I read the name and saw it was a text from Harry, but before I could even read it, my screen was taken over by Bella’s name showing that she was trying to call me. I went ahead and answered Bella’s call, and muted the TV as I brought the phone up to my ear.

“Hey,” I said to her.

“Hey,” she said back, “What’s up,”

“Nothing, absolutely nothing,” I answered and she laughed.

“Good, I was just calling to see if you wanted to go to the diner downtown or something?” she asked, and I had to stop myself from bursting out into thank you’s to her for giving me something to do for most of the day.

“Yeah okay, just let me get ready and you can go ahead and drive over,” I told her.

“Okay,” she said, and we both said bye to each other before hanging up.

After I hung up, I remembered that I had gotten a text from Harry only seconds before Bella called. I opened the text, and saw that it was Harry asking if I wanted to hang out today. Now I felt kind of bad because he did ask me first but I had just agreed to hang out with Bella. If only he would’ve called me instead of texted.

Don’t get me wrong I’m excited to go to the diner with Bella; it’s just that Harry did ask first. I couldn’t just call Bella back two minutes after I agreed to hang out with her and they that I actually couldn’t. I went ahead and texted him back and told him that I already had made plans with Bella, but tomorrow would work for me. I found it odd how less than ten minutes ago here I was sitting on the couch with nothing to do, and now I had two people wanting to hang out with me, I mean where was one of them the last four days I was bored out of my mind, why today do both of them decided that I existed.

Okay I knew that wasn’t fair to them, Bella did have to help her mom, and Harry had to help his aunt, he is living in her house. I let go of my once again ridiculous and complaining thoughts, and headed upstairs to get dressed and just be happy that I now had something to do right now with Bella and hopefully tomorrow with Harry.

I went into my closet and I now wished that I had more clothes that weren’t for skating. I have a whole month of not having to wear skating clothes, and I didn’t have as many regular clothes as I probably should.

After Bella and I ate at the diner I’d have to ask her if she wanted to go to the mall or something to help me find some more clothes, and I knew she would happily agree to that. I eventually just put on a dark green sweater, jeans, and brown boots, which is basically always my go to outfit.

By the time I was completely ready and headed downstairs, I heard my doorbell I ringing. I made sure I had everything before going over to the front door and opening it for Bella.

“Hey,” I said once I saw her.

“Hey,” she said and pulled me into a hug,

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in so long,” she told me, I wanted to full on agree with her, but instead I knew it would be best just to stay quiet.

I went with Bella out to her car, getting in the passenger seat like usual. She turned the radio on as she backed out of the driveway, and then she began telling me all about this project that she has for online school that she claims is the most ridiculous thing ever.

After listening to her complain about it for a while, she finally stopped once we reached the diner. She found a place to park, and we both got out of the car. We made our way inside the building and got a table to sit at.

“So how have your days off been so far?” Bella asked me after a few minutes of us just looking at the menu. “Boring,” I told her as I continued to look down at the menu.

“Well sorry I haven’t been able to hang out with you, but it’s your fault that I’ve been busy,” she told me.

“How so?” “You just had to introduce Sam to the kid who was Harry’s nephew. Now since the boys want to go to the park I’m stuck there watching the two of them with Harry,” she said and scoffed as she took a sip of her water, while what she just told me almost made me spit mine what.

“What?” I heard myself ask.

“My mom has been having me take Sam to all his play dates, and usually I just drop him off and that’s it. Lately they’ve wanted to go to the park, and Harry has been bringing Ben. So I’ve been stuck with a stupid hockey player for two hours for the last four days,” she said, finally finishing her rant.

“I thought I was going to get away from hockey players during this break, not spending everyday next to one,”

“You have to take Sam to a play date everyday?” I asked.

“No, it was just those days because my mom had to finish up an important situation at work. Plus we’ve finally talked them out of having a play date every single day, because that was not going to work,”

“Oh, okay,” I went back to looking at my menu.

My mood was dropped a bit now that I know the reason why Harry and Bella haven’t been able to hang out was because they were with each other. I knew Bella hated him so I didn’t have anything to worry about, but I still felt a bit jealous. I mean what if any other times they both have to take the boys they start talking and begin to tolerate each other. I doubt that would happen, but the whole situation still bothered me. I tried to focus on anything else though for the rest of the time at the diner.

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