The Goalie's Tutor

a's

st met drag me into doing something

his social life, then I would g

evin, engrossed in a make-ou

couldn't agree. I mean, I do

who's supposed to be home on nights li

wn simply because a g

who

ruity concoction I found in

, and for a moment, I was

rink and scowled at the noi

wouldn't let me miss it for the world. I attended, but I had avoided t

Who do we h

ecognised

he was the last person I

was dressed normally, in a plain long-sleeved shi

ipal Bennett's daughter, the one and only." Jaso

cided to ignore him. If only he co

ason snatched my cup b

smirk curled on his lips. "Does Daddy know you're at

rned away. But it seemed Jason wasn't going to let me

e alone,

now I heard you dressed up thinking you were goi

e know that? His friend beside him shot me an apologetic lo

ason stepped too close

me? We both toppled to the ground,

d I scrunched my nose in distaste while try

e," I mana

pped my face. I froze. His hands were warm ag

trouble. And just as I suspected

lease," he murmured against my m

tely shut down. It

I found myself getting lost in the mome

urning my head to t

, and people were taking sh

eone helped pull Jason off me, and I looked up to se

rst into tears. I was sitting in the sand, my clot

crowd amid the boos and jeers from the students.

u okay?" Someon

while his date or boyfriend stood

ready embarrassed myself enough for one night.

told you I was gay. I didn't know you'd d

ly, I'm fine," I mouthed,

you think we could

fair to tell people I dressed up to go on a date with you. I

is lips. Bastard. "Well, you can't blame me. You were jus

wl under my bed and cry. But then, a hand rested on my

ise to her," he said to

he wasn't a match for a hockey player,

. "You don't want to mess w

d then stalked off with his

guy, so I mouthed a thank you to him and

kiss with Jason

lked off, ignoring her s