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