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.


93. Chapter 93

Chapter 93

Gabrielle’s POV

I wasn’t sure how long I had already been asleep for, but awhile later I woke up to the sound of a ring and the feeling of a vibration in my hand. The vibration scared me a bit and I woke up with a bit of a jump. I opened my eyes and realized that I was still lying on top of my covers, so I crawled over to my pillow and pulled the covers back and got under them before checking my phone.

When I clicked on my phone, my eye’s instantly shut from the bright light of the screen. I half opened my eyes and managed to turn the brightness down a bit, which made it somewhat less bright. I unlocked my phone and opened up my text messages and saw that the text was a reply from Harry to the one I had sent him an hour ago.

I was relieved when he said that he would talk to me tomorrow because I really was not in the mood to stay up right now. I wanted to get as much sleep as possible so I could have as much time as I could where my mind wasn’t worrying about everything. I didn’t bother to reply right now and I just set my phone on my bedside table and went back to sleep.


When I heard my alarm going off the next morning, it felt like only an hour had passed since I went to sleep, and I was not ready to get up. I knew, unfortunately, that I had to get up and I made myself get out of bed.

When I did I walked over to my dresser and pulled out some clothes the wear to the rink today and then went to my bathroom to get changed and do everything else I needed to do to get ready. About fifteen minutes later I was about as ready as I could be, and after putting my shoes on, I grabbed my skating bag and headed downstairs.

I walked into the kitchen when I was downstairs, and when I did, my dad was already there and he looked up right when I stepped into the kitchen. His presence and the way he already seemed to be acting was making me a little nervous already, and I had a feeling I knew what was coming.

“Good morning Gabrielle,” he said, and the use of my full name meant that I had to be in trouble.

“Good morning,” I said back to him as I made my way to the fridge to get something to eat.

“I got an interesting call from Bella’s mom this morning,” he began.

“Really?” I asked, deciding just to act as if I was clueless to all this right now. I had a feeling I know what she told him and I was a surprised and a little confused as to why he was being so calm and not yelling at me like I thought he would.

“I’m pretty sure you already know what she told me though,” he said.

“I won’t until you tell me,” I said back, and he let out a loud sigh and I knew that I was angering him.

“Listen, I have to leave for work but we will talk about this when I get home, okay?” he said to me with a stern voice, and I just nodded.

He then left the kitchen and I went back to finding something to eat for breakfast. I hadn’t realized that my hand was slightly shaking until I grabbed a bottle of orange juice out of the fridge. I knew that Bella’s mom told my dad about Harry and I, why else would she call him? I now really regret telling her everything, and I should’ve just kept my mouth shut in the car and told my dad the minute that I got home.

Even if it would’ve ruined the very happy mood that he was in, I should’ve just told him right then and there. Harry was right when he told me that it would be better for him to find out from me instead of someone else. Either way would end up with a bad outcome though since I would’ve waited so long until I actually told him.

Since I didn’t tell him though I now had to anxiously wait the whole day until I got home to see what he was going to say to me and how he was going to react. I didn’t think that I could take the nervousness and anxiety I would be feeling all say. I wished he would’ve just yelled at me or do whatever it was that he wanted to when I came into the kitchen, just to get it over with.

I went ahead and continued to get my breakfast, which consisted of orange juice and a bowl of cereal. I finished eating and then went to the living room to wait for Bella and her mom to come pick me up. I wished that they would just get here and take me to the rink and have everyone just leave me alone for a while.

I wasn’t looking forward to having to sit in a car with Bella and her mom, but I wanted to skate and get my mind of things for a while, and riding with them was pretty much the only option I had to get to the rink.

I was tempted just to call Harry and ask him to come pick me up, but I knew that he probably wasn’t even awake yet since he didn’t have to be for another few hours, so I didn’t want to wake him. Plus I knew with his situation at the rink right now, he was wanting to avoid spending anymore time there than he needed to.

I waited in the living room for what felt like forever until I finally heard the doorbell ring. I wondered if Bella and her mom were going to continue driving me to the rink, because I don’t think either of them are very pleased though. They might however continue to since Bella’s mom probably wouldn’t want to inconvenience my dad since his daughter was already dating a hockey player, she probably figured he had it bad enough.

“Hey,” I said to Bella once I opened up the door.

She of course didn’t respond to me and she just rolled her eyes and walked back out to the car. I closed and locked my front door behind me before I made my way down the porch and then got into the back seat of the car.

“Hello Gabi,” Bella’s mom said once I was in the car. I didn’t bother to answer he though; I was hoping they would both just not talk to me as we drove to the rink.

During the drive, Bella’s mom made a few attempts to talk to me, but soon gave up. I had a feeling that she felt a little bad about how angry I obviously was at her right now since she told my dad, but in her mind she did what she had to do.

When we arrived at the rink, I was the first one out of the car once it was stopped in front of the building, I just wanted out of that car. When I walked inside today though, my overwhelming sense that people were staring at me when I walked in yesterday, was actually a reality today.

I walked in further to the lobby and I caught a few of the stares and glances that people were giving me, and I knew that word must’ve gotten around today. I wasn’t sure who started it this morning since none of the hockey team was even here yet, but I just figured that coach told some people before he left the rink yesterday.

Bella had already walked ahead of me and was at her rink now, not caring if people knew or not.

As I was walking to my rink, I had a few people come up to me, a few were people on the hockey were saying things like telling me not to sabotage the hockey team, and I few were telling me that they were surprised that I was the one who went after a hockey player, or something like that. I had soon stopped listening to the nonsense.

I walked passed a few girls who I recognized as other figure skaters here, and they just gave me disapproving glares.

I finally walked inside my rink though, which was my safe haven for the next few hours, away from everyone else.

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