CANADA!!CROSBY!!! AHHH!!!!! #87 #87 #87!!!!

Chapter 16

Max let go of me, but he kept his arm wrapped around me.
“Long time no see, eh?” He said warmly.
I shook my head. “ I know, we’ve both been so busy with hockey and I’ve been in school.”
“Well, the teams going out to dinner after practice. How about you come with us?” Max invited.
“Yeah, sure.” I said warmly. The team really was fun when Sidney didn’t go in father mode and try to keep them well-mannered around me.
“I have to hit the ice, babe. I would say wish me luck, but I don’t need it.” Max said cockily, but laughing the whole time. He finished walking down the runway and I went up to the stands to watch. To my surprise, Vero was there. I went down and sat next to her.
“Hello, mon amie.” Veronique greeted me.
“Bonjour, Vero. Je ne vous ai pas vus depuis longtemps non plus.” I said back in French just for kicks.
“You speak French? But you grew up in Nova Scotia.” Vero asked surprised.
“In first grade, I had a friend move from Quebec to there. We couldn’t really talk, so her mom gave me lessons. Then I did some programs and did a summer camp in Quebec for it. I’m fluent now, better than Sidney at it.” I said proudly. I worked very hard to become fluent in it.
Vero smacked me on the arm.
“Ow!”
“Why didn’t you tell me you speak French? I love my French, but Marc-Andre, Max, and Kris are the only ones I can speak it with.” She explained.
“Okay, okay. We can have our French conversations a couple times a week.” I promised. I needed it to or I would forget the language.
“So, are you going to dinner with us tonight?” Vero asked.
“Yup. Max invited me.” I said.
I heard Vero sigh with relief. “Don’t get me wrong, I love hanging out with the guys. It’s incredible how close they are and it’s great. Sometimes though it’s a little overwhelming being the only girl though.” Vero said.
I laughed, “I know how it feels to drown in testosterone.” We watched the rest of the practice and chit-chatted in French just like I promised. V helped me smooth out some of the flaws in it. We went down and waited in the lounge for them. All of the players that were going to dinner filed in.
“You’re still here.” Sidney said surprised.
“Nice seeing you too, bro.” I teased.
He rolled his eyes. “You know what I mean. It’s just that you normally don’t stick around.”
“Yeah, I know. But Vero was here and I haven’t seen her in a few days.” I explained.
“Well we’re going out to dinner. You can come, I guess.” Sid said.
I laughed. “So gracious, but I know. Max invited me.”
Sidney’s attitude immediately changed. “Oh. Maybe you shouldn’t go then. It may to late of a night for you.” He lied.
“Right, because you are totally going to let the boys go crazy the night before a game.” I said exasperated.
“Hey Ky, I can give you a ride.” Max said walking over to Sid and me.
Sidney grabbed my arm. “No, she’s going with me.”
Max rolled his eyes and sighed. “Monster your car is already filled. Let me take her.”
I glared at them both. “I’m not a tug-a-war rope. I’ll decide who I ride with.”
Sidney shook his head. “Nope, I’m in charge of you and I don’t trust you with Max. You don’t want me to call Dad and explain our little situation here, now do you?” He threatened.
“Well, want do you want me to do? Walk?” I retorted.
“I could give her a ride if you want.” Jordan interjected. We all turned and looked at him. “I thought you were going with Vero and Marc-Andre.”
“I was going to be squished in to the back with Billy. That’s not my cup of tea.” Jordan joked.
Sid nodded satisfied. “Sounds good. See you two there.”
“So, what? You trust Jordan with Kylie, but not me?” Max grumbled.
Sid shrugged. “Yup.” He said before walking away. Jordan grinned at me and I followed him out to the car. I went to open the passenger’s seat, but Jordan stood in front of me and opened it. “Ladies, first.” He said grinning. I went to get into the car, but I stopped when I saw a red, lacy thong hanging on the headrest. I turned around and raised my eyebrows at him. Instead of being embarrassed, he just smirked and shoved them into his pocket.
“Couldn’t wait to get back to the apartment, eh?” I asked.
He rolled his shoulders and laughed. “Wild night.” We both got into the car and started driving towards the restaurant. “We’ve all been guilty of some wild nights.” I admitted.
Jordan laughed and shook his head. “I don’t think you’ve had a wild night.”
“I have to!” I defended.
He kept shaking his head. “You don’t know a wild night until you’re with me.” He boasted.
I laughed, “Oh, really? I don’t think so.”
“Come to my house tonight and I’ll prove it to you.” Jordan said.
“Oh, because Max would just love that.” I said laughing.
“Max doesn’t need to know.” Jordan said smirking. I knew Jordan must have just been kidding, Sidney and Max were both his best friends and they both would be pissed if anything happened between us. Still though, I didn’t know how to understand with that last statement, so I fiddled around with the radio. Jordan parked a few blocks away from the restaurant, so we started walking towards it.
“Offence or defence?” Jordan asked.
“Offence. I play centre just like Sid.” I replied.
“And me.” He responded quickly. We walked in silence for a few blocks. I started to shiver, the wind was slicing through my thin sweatshirt.
“Are you okay?” Jordan asked concerned.
I laughed. “I live in Canada, you know I’m used to it being colder than this.” I reminded him.
He shrugged, “Still. Do you want my jacket?” Jordan asked. I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. “Nah, but thanks. The restaurant is right ahead.” I said pointing towards it. I couldn’t help but notice that for the rest of the way, he walked a fraction ahead of me, almost as if he wanted to shield me from the wind. We finally got to the restaurant and the only people left standing outside were Max and Sidney.
Sidney stepped forward. “There you are. I was starting to get worried.”
I laughed, “You worry about everything, Sid. It’s fine, it just took us longer than we expected to walk.” I rubbed hands against my arms, trying to stay warm. “Can we go outside now?”
Max put his arm around me and rubbed my shoulder. “You’re freezing, babe.” Sidney charged in to the restaurant and I quickly followed him. Billy was already having a few shots at the bar inside.
“Wart’s back, we should get a table now.” Billy announced using his personal nickname for Sidney. He says that Sid is a worry wart and he likes to rub it into his face every chance he got.
“Bonjour, Mini C.” Marc-Andre greeted me and gave me a peck on the cheek. We all filed into a round booth table at the back. Some how I got sandwiched between Max and Sidney. I groaned, this seating arrangement wasn’t exactly my cup of tea. Vero raised her eyebrows at me across the table before laughing. I glared at her, this wasn’t funny, it was going to be horrible. Max wouldn’t show any mercy to the fact that Sid was sitting right next to us. In fact, he might try and piss Sid off even more just for fun. We were short one menu, so Max took Krisi’s quickly.
“Fuck you.”Kris complained.
“No, that’s what Kylie’s for.” Billy said laughing. Vero tried to hide her smile, but she couldn’t as every one else was laughing. Sidney choked on the water he was drinking and I stared down at the menu, blushing.
“Burn.” Kris said still laughing.
Max rolled his eyes, “Burn? Seriously? Are we back in the seventh grade?”
Tyler sighed, “I wish we were. That’s when I got my first kiss.” He explained.
“Yeah, she must have been legally blind.” Jordan shot back.”
“No, she can see perfectly fine. And I’m dating some one as beautiful as Kelsey!” TK defended himself.
Jordan shook his head. “I still haven’t wrapped my head around the fact that some one as hot as Kelsey would go out with your ugly ass.”
“And even after she met me!” Max exclaimed. Vero and I shared a glance, Kelsey was definitely going to hear about this when she got back from her trip.
“You guys are animals.” Vero said laughing.
“But you still love me.” Marc-Andre said giving her quick kiss. I sighed wishing that I could be in love with some one as much as they were in love. I tried to erase that thought from my mind since I was actually sitting next to my boyfriend. Max reminded me of this fact by placing his hand on my thigh and started to slowly move it up. I quickly kicked him, or at least attempted to kick him.
“What the hell, Charlie?” Sidney asked.
“Charlie?” Vero asked laughing.
Sidney started laughing. “Oh, that’s a whole embarrassing story that I would just love to get into it.”
I blushed already dreading hearing the story.
“So when Kylie was in about third grade, she was obsessed with every name that wasn’t hers. So it was the first day of hockey practice, and the coach was asking if any one had any nicknames. Kylie says that every one calls her Charlie and to please call her that. They go through the whole practice every one calling her that, and then at the end of the practice the coach says “goodbye Charlie” right in front of my dad. Of course my dad was confused, had her explain, and then had her go to the coach and explain. I think she lied and said that I had her dare her to tell the coach to call her that.” Sidney explained laughing the whole way.
“ I was a stupid child.” I defended myself.
Max put his arm around my shoulder. “Sid drop you too many times on your head as a baby, eh?” He teased me.
“Speaking of dropping, the absolute best was when she flipped over at Juniors.” Sid retaliated laughing again.
Vero giggled, “Sounds like I need to hear this story.”
“Alright, so my parents and her came up for the weekend at Rimouski because it was a playoff game. With about a minute left in the game, I score a goal to win it. My dad says that every one was jumping up and down. Apparently Ky was a little too excited and slipped. So she flipped right over the seats in front of them and landed side ways on some fat guy.”

Chapter 15

So I read through this story, and I just have to apologize. This story had gotten very bad and I will do my best to try and turn it around. So first, I want to clear some things up. The story is in place in the 07-08 season in about mid-November. Unfortunately, I never really stressed how into hockey Kylie is, so I tried to make it more prominent in this chapter. Once again, I'm sorry and thanks for sticking around with me.


Chapter 15
Kylie’s POV

I rolled my eyes while listening to the gym teacher drone on and on about how to shoot in hockey. He can shut up now, it’s really not that hard at all. I glanced up at the clock, 9th period was always the worst, it went by the slowest. Finally, the teacher let us go and gave us some scrimmaging time. Every one else was just pushing the “puck” (also known as a ball) on their stick, not trying to handle it at all. I shrugged, I might as well stooped down to their level. I did the same thing, lazily walking through the gym floor before passing it off.
“Come on Kylie, I know you can do better!” Mr. Scranton yelled out across the gym. How the hell did he know that I could do better? He’s never seen me play before!
“Fine.” I snapped. I picked my pace up to a jog, easily stick-handling past every one on the other team and shot it into the net. “There.”
“Tone it down a little.” Mr. Scranton said, now smiling though. I threw my hands up in the air and groaned, which way was it going to be? I went through the rest of the gym class not really thinking, just going through the motions. Finally, the bell rang and I changed out of my gym uniform and left campus. I wrapped my arms around my chest, the air was now beginning to get chilly. That was a good sign though, that meant hockey season was almost here! I knew that Sid was going to be home tonight, but they left Friday morning for three days. At least I know Brent wouldn’t be around tonight, but I would have to watch out the other days. I got home to see Sidney on the couch reading a magazine, actually relaxing for once.
“You know what, Ky, I think I might have a rink built in the backyard. You know, like old times.” Sidney said still reading his magazine.
I shrugged, “Yeah. That would be cool.” Sidney stood up and stretched.
“We don’t have practice until tonight, but I need to practice. Come skate around with me.” He said. I couldn’t help but laugh, for Sidney it was all hockey. But I definitely couldn’t pass up the chance to play some hockey, it’s been a while. I ran upstairs and grabbed my Reebok bag (Sidney insisted since he was a sponsor, that I should use the gear to) and lugged it down the stairs.
“I take that as a yes.” Sidney said grinning. I laughed and threw the bag into the back seat next to his and we got in Jim. For once, I got out at Mellon Arena and wasn’t afraid to be mobbed since I was with Sidney. It was just the two of us care free on a Friday afternoon. We changed in the locker room laughing the whole time. This is how hockey is supposed to be, carefree and fun. I stepped on the ice and in my excitement, I took a long stride forward. It had been too long since I was on skates, I took a huge fall and landed on my ass. Sidney let out a booming laugh and poked me with his stick. “Oh come on now, Kylie. I am embarrassed to call you my sister.” I grumbled and sat up and rubbed my head, I should have probably put a helmet on. I stood up and pushed Sidney before skating around, letting myself feel the comfortable burn in my legs. Sidney brought out a bucket of pucks and I began shooting. Most of the pucks went rickocheting off of the glass.
Sidney whistled. “Jesus Christ Ky, strong shoot. If you got it accurate..”
“Yeah yeah, if I got my shot accurate I could be one of the greats. But one of the greats of what? There’s no WNHL.” I said grumbling going on one of my normal rants.
Sidney rolled his eyes. “Yes, I know. But I could give you some pointers.”
“Alright.” I grumbled. I hate getting help from him, but sometimes it was worth it. We must have practiced shooting around for at least an hour and half, just putting pucks on the goal.
“How about we scrimmage?” Sidney said with a cocky grin. I returned the smile, “It’s on.” We did rock-paper-scissors-shoot to decide who gets the puck first. Sidney won and it took it to the other side of the ice. When we play one-on-one, you have to score in the opposite goal that you start from after some one scares. But if you steal it, game on. We played for awhile, actually playing by the rules and not just to win. But after all, we both are Crosby’s and our competitive streaks show often. I was skating down the ice when all of a sudden I felt something whack me in the back of the ankle, causing me to go down hard. Sidney stole the puck and quickly went down the ice, easily putting the puck into the empty night. I stood up and threw my stick. “What the hell was that?” I yelled.
Sidney shrugged innocently. “I’ve never seen some one go down that easily on their own.” Oh no, he wasn’t playing his games with me.
“Fuck you, Crosby! That was such a trip and you know it! Penalty shot.” I demanded. He skated over, now angry too. We were standing face to face in the center of the ice, both fuming. “God Kylie, you are such a baby. You have to learn to deal with the fact that peoples sticks get tangled in your skates sometimes.” He said, treating me like I was some loser that didn’t understand the game of hockey.
“There’s a difference between getting a stick tangled up and intentionally whacking the back of someone’s skate.” I said heatedly.
Sid shrugged. “Whatever.” I pushed him hard from behind, this isn’t just whatever.
“Really?” Sidney said turning around laughing. “Do you really want to go there?” I couldn’t help but smile as I dropped my gloves..
“Yeah, I do.” I said smirking.
He shook his head, “I’m not fighting my baby sister.”
I laughed, “Because you know I would win.” I knew that this would egg him on. He dropped his gloves, but still insisted, “I’m not going to fight you.” I threw my fist out, intending to punch him in the stomach. Mom would kill me if I injured his face, so would have the girl in Pittsburgh. I didn’t plan for him though, to quickly snatch my wrist and twist it painfully.
“Who’s the best?’ Sidney said laughing.
I gritted my teeth. “Not you.”
He twisted my wrist tighter. “Wrong answer.”
“Fine. You are the best, Mr. Crosby.” I heard some laughing and we both turned around to see in shock that most of the team was assembled in the runway, haven gotten to practice early. I blushed and Sidney let go of my wrist. He was also blushing, we don’t like it when people experience our intense sibling rivalry. We both skated towards the runway, getting off the ice. Billy held his hands tightly against his sides and the rest of the guys mimicked him.
“Don’t hurt me Sidney! You are the best!” Billy shrieked, holding his hands now behind his back.
Sidney rolled his eyes. “I already know I am.” He said before laughing. The whole team followed before Marc-Andre spoke me. “Excuse me, excuse me. I think that honor belongs to me. I save all of your asses when you make mistakes.”
“More like we cover you!” TK yelled and they all laughed again. I swear being around the guys was like being around a seventh grade health class when they gave you the sex talk. I went down the hallway a few feet until I was out of their eyesight before kneeling down and taking the skates off my aching feet.
“You gave Sid a run for his money.” A deep voice said, startling me. I jumped and gasped, putting my hand over my heart. “God, Jordan. You almost gave me a heart attack.” Jordan was in the corner putting some more tape around his knob. I tried not to giggle when I thought of that. Let’s face it, I’m as bad as the guys and the seventh grade health class.
“Sorry.” Jordan said with a chuckle.
I waved my hand. “No problem. Make sure to hit Sidney for me, extra hard.” I said sweetly.
He laughed, “I can do that for you, no problem.”
Jordan looked at me strangely. “So are you and Max still dating?” He asked. We were interrupted by, speak of the devil, Max.
“There’s my girl.” Max said in a booming voice and pulled me against him, crushing me against his chest. I inhaled his comfortable scent and wrapped my arms around him.
“I guess so.” Jordan muttered before walking away towards the ice. I pulled away from Max, craning my head to see Jordan.
“Wait Jordan, we were talking.” I said.
Jordan shrugged, “I have to practice.”
“Talk later?”
“Whatever.” Jordan said before stepping onto the ice. I was left there standing, puzzled by Jordan’s hot and cold behaviour towards me.