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.

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67. Chapter 67

Chapter 67

Harry’s POV

The rest of the time at the park was a bit awkward, more so for me than it was for Bella though. Bella was just extremely giddy in her tone of voice while talking to me the entire time, which might I add, she never stops doing. I could already tell I was going to enjoy the date with her tomorrow night.

I pretended I was listening to her the whole time, and at first I was, but then she just kept talking and every time I opened my mouth and tried to speak or comment on something she said, she just kept on, not letting me even get a word out.

So eventually I just gave up on trying to have a conversation with her just pretended to listen while she spoke as I was basically just daydreaming about random things, mostly Gabrielle though.

Finally though when I had checked the time on my phone, I told her that we should probably get the boys and leave, so she was now currently walking out into the park to go get Ben and Sam and bring them back over to the bench.

After a few minutes, I saw Bella walking back over to where I was standing at the bench, with both of the boys walking next to her.

As the boys continued to talk to each other, I was about to start walking back to the parking lot with them, but Bella stopped me.

“Hey I was wondering if I could have your number? You know just so we could plan the place and time for tomorrow,” she said.

“Yeah, sure,” I told her, and got my phone out of my pocket and handed it to her as she handed me hers so we could put our numbers in.

“Thanks,” she said as I handed her phone back to her and she handed mine back to me.

“No problem,” I said, and then the four of us began to walk towards the parking lot where our cars where parked.

I didn’t fully get why Bella needed my number to plan out tomorrow, usually when you ask someone out you should already have the night planned so you can straight up tell them the time and place so the other person will be sure that they are free that night and time. I was hoping that she had something some what planned, or at least an idea for the night. I know it’s usually the guy’s responsibility to plan out the date, but in this case it’s a bit different.

Mostly because since she is the one who asked me out, she should be expected to plan it. She can’t possibly think that I am going to set up a date that she asked me on that I don’t even want to go on but going anyway.

Once we reached the parking lot, Ben and I both said bye to Bella and Sam, and then went our separate ways from them to my car.

On the drive back to my aunt’s house, Ben of course was telling me all about what him and Sam did during their play time at the park, and once again my mind was wondering elsewhere, even though I tried to listen, I’d just had enough of sitting and listening to people talk today, well mostly Bella, but still I’d like to be able to actually have a conversation with someone. I can’t blame Ben though for rambling on about his day though, he’s just a little kid and he was just so excited about what little adventure him and Sam had created from their imaginary world in the park.

We finally arrived back at the house though and when we walked inside and went to the kitchen, my aunt had made lunch for us and already had it set out on our usual spots that we sit at on the counter. Ben and I both thanked her and then began to eat the delicious sandwiches that she made. I ate mine rather quickly though because I wanted to finish and then go to my room so I could call Gabrielle and talk to her for a while.

“Well someone’s in a hurry to finish their lunch,” my aunt said, taking notice to the fast pace I was eating in.

“I’m just hungry,” I shrugged and took another bite of the sandwich, not telling her I wanted to go call Gabrielle just out of habit of not letting her in on these things.

“Okay,” my aunt said, but by the tone of her voice I suspected that she knew the actual reason without me having to tell her now.

I had soon finished my lunch and got up from the barstool to put my dishes in the sink like I always did, and then headed to my room, already taking my phone out of my pocket as I did so.

As I walked into my room and shut the door, I looked down at my phone screen and saw that I had a text, I must’ve not heard my phone ring when I had received it. At first I was thinking that it was probably just from Bella or something, but I was a bit surprised and happy when I saw that it was Gabrielle’s name on my screen. I smiled as I read the text telling me that she finally got her phone back.

I unlocked my phone as I sat down on my bed and then pressed on her contact name to call her. She answered on the second ring, and her happy voice spoke into my ear.

“Hello?” she said cheerfully, I’m guessing she was so giddy because she finally had a cell phone again.

“So I see you’ve gotten your phone back, huh?” I said to her.

“Yes, he finally let me have it back this morning, I guess he got bored of having it since you didn’t send anymore texts to it,” she said.

“Yeah,” I replied.

“Anyways sorry I didn’t text you or something this morning when I got it, I just figured I should wait until later when you would be back from the park,” she told me. I nodded, forgetting she couldn’t see me, but it didn’t really matter because she began speaking again.

“So how was the park today?” Gabrielle asked me.

“It was fine, hey do you want to come over or something? I mean now that you can, you might as well so we don’t have to just talk over the phone,” I suggested.

“Yeah sure, might as well take advantage of not having to hang out at my place all the time now,” she said, obviously happy that she wasn’t going to have to worry about her dad coming home while I was over. I told her that I’d drive over to her house right now, and then we both hung up.

“Is it okay if Gabrielle comes over?” I asked my aunt once I walked into the living room where my aunt was watching TV with Ben.

“Of course, she’s welcome here anytime,” she said and smiled at me, and I smiled back as I grabbed my car keys and headed outside the house to my car.

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