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.


84. Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Harry’s POV

As I was looking around at everything that had changed in the renovations, I heard conversation coming from the area where the bleachers were. I looked over in that direction and saw exactly what I was worried of seeing; Zack was over there talking to Gabrielle and Bella. I already knew exactly what he was going to start saying to her.

I wanted to go over there and put a stop to it or at least make sure he doesn’t patronize her too much, but I felt that that would only make things worse. Instead I just slowly began to walk closer to the bleachers until I was close enough to hear and far enough that Zack wouldn’t think I was listening. I decided this was a good compromise because I could go over there if I needed to and stop Zack if I felt he was pressuring Gabrielle too much.

As I was listening to the conversation, from what I heard it was mostly Zack taunting her right now, not just straight up confronting her about it. I figured it was because Bella was there and the way’s she was responding to what Zack was saying it was obvious to him that she didn’t know. I wasn’t really sure why Adam had accompanied Zack over there; I suppose it was if Zack needed backup or anything.

Right now it seemed that Adam was just standing there watching this all play out, I guess I was doing the same thing to, the only difference was that I was actually pretty involved in all this yet I wasn’t doing a single thing about it right now except for listening. From what I could tell though, Zack had just told Bella and she was pretty shocked and angry. Gabrielle however at remained in the same state the whole time, my guess it that she was panicking inside from all this unraveling at once and she wasn’t sure how to respond to it all.

Either she wasn’t sure how to respond, or she couldn’t.

I watched as Zack then began to walk away from the mess that he just created, leaving the two of them to clean it up amongst themselves. I was taken by surprise though when I saw Gabrielle get up from the bleachers walk over to Zack.

He turned around to face her with an amused look on his face, and she totally caught him off guard when she grabbed his shoulders and pushed him back as hard as she could. He quickly recovered though, and walked back up to her and said something to her that I couldn’t hear since he said it so quietly which was probably his goal.

I couldn’t tell if she responded to him or not, but either way she walked right passed him, shoving his shoulder with hers as she did and headed to the door to leave the rink, completely ignoring me as she walked passed.

Just as she was about to open the door to leave, I saw coach walking up to her and he grabbed her arm. She quickly pulled away and didn’t even give him a second to say anything to her before she opened the door and left.

I wasn’t sure why he went up to her or what the hell he was going to say to her, but that bastard needed to leave her alone; he’s already done enough. I was really wanting to go up and punch Zack in the face, and then go do the same thing to coach, but I calmed myself down, and just continued to stand where I was, waiting for Bella to leave and waiting for coach to start practice which probably wouldn’t happen until Bella left.

When I finally saw Bella getting up from where she was sitting on the bleachers, she grabbed both her bag and Gabrielle’s bag that she had left, and began to head towards the door.

“Hey,” I said, stopping Bella before I even realized what I was doing.

“Leave me alone,” she snapped and tried to keep walking but I blocked her path.

“What do you want?” she asked me, in the same snappy tone that she just used before.

“I want you to listen to me for just a minute,” I told her.

“Why should I do that?”

“Listen I get that you’re mad, but please just don’t blame Gabrielle for all this,” I told her.

I wasn’t exactly sure what I was saying or what I was going to say since I just stopped her in a spur of the moment kind of thing without really thinking it through.

“I’m not, I’m blaming both of you since you both had completely perfect times to tell me but you both chose not to. Gabrielle could have told me when I told her I wanted to ask you out, and you could’ve told me when I did ask you out,” she said to me, and she was completely right.

“You’re right,” I told her, hoping that by saying that she would be less mad, I don’t know why I was thinking that, but girls usually like when you say that they are right, in this situation she was beyond correct though.

“Neither of you told me and now I feel like a complete idiot for wanting to ask you out while you two were dating, and to make matters worse, it was the worst date of my life,”

“I’m sorry about acting like a complete jerk that night,” I instantly told her, and it felt so good to finally have said that to her.

“Why did you?” she asked me.

“Gabrielle and I were trying to find a way to get you to stop taking interest in me without having to tell you that we were dating,” I confessed.

“Well that didn’t work out so well did it since I found out anyway, should’ve just saved yourself the trouble,” she then pushed me away since I was blocking her from leaving, and then walked out the door, not giving me a chance to say anything else to her.

When I looked back in front of me after she left, I noticed that everyone was now staring at me. It wasn’t exactly a new thing for them to be doing to me today, so I just ignored it and tried to pretend I didn’t notice them staring, although it wasn’t easy.

“Okay I think we’ve had enough distractions, lets start practice,” coach eventually said, and all of us headed over to the ice rink and stepped onto the ice to begin the warm ups that we are usually already done with by now.

As we continued on with practice, I could barely focus on anything that I was doing. My focus was going on and off throughout practice.

During scrimmage games when Zack had requested he and I be on separate teams, I was his main target and he had probably pushed me back against the border of the rink and knocked me down onto the over five times.

I hoped that this didn’t continued and that today was the only day that he was going to do that because if he proceeded with doing that, it could really start to affect our practices and the team. Practice today seemed to last forever. I was much more sore than I usually was after practice, and the reason was because of Zack and some of the others guys on the team purposely shoving me against the border of the rink or making me fall down onto the ice.

Falling down on the ice once or twice isn’t that big of a deal for me, but then it happens repetitively throughout practice, it starts to hurt. I was wishing that coach was one of those that would tell everyone to forget why they were angry with me and have them stop pushing me down since it was affecting practice.

Since coach was the one who started all this though, he just acted like he didn’t see any of it. I was hoping that at some point though he’d think I’d had enough, but of course he didn’t say anything. What was really bothering me though was that it was messing with our practice and we were so behind, but everyone was so angry with me that they did care, and that is what was really bothering me right now.

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