Three

"Hey, dad." I said going into the house.
"Hey, where were you?"
"Kris', some of the guys were over there."
"Oh. Did you have fun?"
"Yeah, they are pretty funny." I said laughing.
"They are a big family, that's for sure."
"I'm going with Kris tomorrow, he's going to show me Pittsburgh."
"That sounds fun. You've been spending a lot of time with him."
"Yeah, I guess. We're friends."
"Just friends?" he said with an eyebrow raised.
I laughed. "Yes dad, just friends."

I woke up the next mourning and sighed. I didn't go to bed till four. It with 930. So I got up to get ready. I got a quick shower, and dried my hair, straightening it. I put on a dark purple v-neck tee, and a pair of ripped shorts. I put on the necklace that Chris gave me before I left, and went downstairs. I looked out the window and Kris pulled in. I slipped on my shoes and walked outside and got in the car.

"You never wear any normal shirts. Do you?" Kris asked.
I laughed. "What do you mean?"
"You always wear a v-neck shirt."
"So? It's not like you mind." I smiled.
"Yeah, yeah." he said.

"So where are we going first?" I asked.
"Wherever you want too. What kind of place do you want to see?"
"How about a place to eat. I'm hungry."
He laughed. "Sounds good. I'll show you one of my favorite places."

I laughed when we pulled up to Denny's. He looked at me and smiled.
"Well.. you did tell me your favorite food was pancakes." he said.
"You remember that?" I asked kinda shocked.
"Of coarse." he said.
"Well.. that's really sweet." I said, and smiled. I reached up and kissed him on the check.
He smiled back at me "avancé." he said. I thought about it for a minute. Come on. That's what it meant.
"Okay." I said and got out of the car.


We walked into Denny's and sat down.
"Okay. So, I know this sounds kinda weird, but since I don't know. How old are you?" I said laughing.
He smiled. "I turned twenty-one in April. You?"
"I turned nineteen a week before I came here."
"Really? That's cool."
I smiled. "Yeah.. I guess."


"What do you want to do now?" he asked me.
"Um.. I'm not sure. Maybe go and walk around, see the different stores?"
"That sounds good. Ready to go?" he asked me.
"Yupp." I said standing up.

We left our car there and just walked to the stores. We saw this candy store. I made him go in. I loved candy. I saw a ton of things that I wanted. But, I only got half of them. Kris got his own bag. When we walked out Kris handed me his bag of candy. I looked at him.
"Happy late birthday." he said.
I smiled and gave him a hug. Something felt different about this hug, from any other hugs I have had. I pulled away and smiled. "Thank you." He smiled back. "Your welcome."

"So. Are you going to ride the plane with us and your dad to Detroit?" he asked.
"I think so. I'm just going to ride there and go to the hotel and then go pick up my friend at the airport a little later."
"Wow. Your busy." he laughed.
"Yeah.. so, what do you guys normally do on the plane?"
"Play PSP." he laughed.
"I see. So I'm probably better off sitting with my dad, then any of the guys?"
"Any of the guys? yes. Me? no. You can sit with me. I mean.. if you want."
"That would be good. If you don't mind."
"Of coarse I don't mind."

"So. Do you watch any hockey?"
"No. Basketball girl, here." I said pointing to myself.
"Really? Who's your favorite team?"
"The Spurs."
"Really? I like them."
"You watch basketball?"
"Yeah, I watch pretty much every sport."
I laughed. "I can understand. Who's your favorite team?"
He smiled. "San Antonio."
"No way!"
"Yeah, I'm a big fan of Tony Parker."
"So am I!"


Just then it started pouring down rain. "Damn it." I said, and ran under a roof in front of a store.
"Here." Kris said taking off his hoodie and handing it to me.
"Aren't you going to be wet, then?" I asked.
"Yeah, but I don't care." he said smiling at me.
I smiled back and put his hoodie on. I secretly smelled it. It smelled pretty good.
I put the hood up and we stepped back into the rain.

"Oh wait! I have an umbrella!" I said. I took it out of my purse and opened it.
"Here." I said handing it to Kris. He held it up, and I came closer to him. It was a small umbrella, so we were pretty close.

We walked back to Denny's. It stopped raining, and we toke the umbrella down. But, we didn't bother moving apart. I smiled to myself and Kris looked at me "Why are you smiling?" he asked.
"No reason." I said looking up at him and gave him a slight smile.
"With you, I know there is never no reason." he said smiling back.
"You don't know me that well."
"Oh, but I do."
"Yeah, okay. Let's just get in the car." I said laughing.


We both got into the car. "Ready to go home?" he asked me.
"Ughh.. I'm not ready to go home." I said putting my head back and closing my eyes.
"Want to go back to my place?"
"You don't mind?"
"Not at all."
"Okay. Then, yes."


"What do you want to do?" he asked once we got into his house.
"This." I said jumping on his coach and laying there.
He laughed. "Jour occupé pour vous, eh?"
I looked up at him, "Huh?"
He laughed. "I said. Busy day for you, eh?"
I smiled. "Yes, It was."

"I still don't get it." he said as I sat up and he sat next to me.
"What are you talking about?"
"How can someone who lived in Canada that long, not remember French?"
"Hey! It's hard when you have lived everywhere. I still know some, I'm just not fluent. I have a southern accent."
"I can tell."
"Really." I said looking at him.
"Yes, It's just the way you talk. You can tell you lived in the south."
"Well.. that's good I guess."
"Not in Pittsburgh, It isn't." he laughed.
"Yeah, okay." I smiled at him.

"Want something to drink?" he asked.
"Coke. Soda. Pop. Whatever." I said getting frustrated.
He laughed and got up and walked into the kitchen.
I grabbed the remote and turned on TV. I turned to Friends and watched it. I laughed.
"What are you laughing at?" Kris asked me walking into the living room.
I pointed to the TV. "I love this show."
He laughed. "Well.. I see you are making yourself comfortable." laughed, at how I just kinda did whatever.
"Hey! If we are going to be friends, I must be this way!"
"Must."
"Yes, must."

He looked at me for a second. "Um. Here's your drink." He said handing it to me.
"Thanks." I said smiling at him. He smiled back and sat down.
I was watching Friends very carefully then all of a sudden SportsCenter was on.
"Hey!" I yelled.
"My house." he said smiling at me.
"Not far!" I yelled.
He got up, "You turn the channel, and then your just going to leave!"
"Yupp." he said and turned around still holding the remote.

I got up and ran after him. I jumped on him, and he was shocked. "Give me the remote!" I yelled grabbed it, and trying to get it off of him. That went on for a bit when someone opened the door.
"Uhh. Did I interrupt something?" Tyler asked with a smile.
"No." We both said and I got off of him. I quickly grabbed the remote. I stuck my tongue out at Kris, and he laughed. I walked over and sat down, turning Friends back on.

Tyler and Kris went in the kitchen and talked in there. About an hour later Kris came back out and Tyler left. We sat there and watched TV. I looked at the clock. 9:00. I probably should get going, but I didn't want to get up. I must of fell asleep because I don't remember anything after that.

Kris' point of view
The show we were watching ended, and I looked over to Carissa. She was sleeping. She looked so peaceful. I didn't want to wake her up for her just to go back to sleep, so I picked up my phone and called Ray.
"Hey Ray, it's Kris." I said once he answered his phone.
"Hi, Kris."
"Okay, hey. Carissa fell asleep on the coach watching TV. Can she just stay here tonight?"
"Don't do anything Kris." He said in a stern voice.
"I won't I promise."
"Okay, Kris. I trust you. She can stay."
"Thank you."
"Your welcome, now get some sleep, you have to be up early for the plane."
"Will do. Bye."
"Bye."

I sighed and looked at Carissa one more time. I reached behind me and grabbed the blanket. I put it on her, and went upstairs to go to bed.

Carissa's point of view
I woke up not remembering where I was. Oh yeah, I was at Kris'. Shit. My dad was going to kill me. I sat up and saw Kris was in the kitchen. I walked in there.
"Mourning." Kris smiled.
"Um. Mourning. Kris, you need to take me home my dad is going to flip."
"Relax, I called him last night. He is fine."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Here eat some of this." he said handing me pancakes. I looked up at him and smiled.
"Thanks." He smiled back.

"We are going to leave in about twenty minutes for you to go to your place, and get packed and everything. Then I will see you at the airport."
"Okay. Don't forget I'm sitting with you."
"I won't." he said smiling.

I finished eating my pancakes, and we left to go to my house.
"Bye, see you soon." Kris said.
"Bye," I said getting out of the car. "Thanks, again."
"Anytime." he said and pulled out of the driveway.

I went upstairs, and packed some things. I called Cheyenne, just to make sure of when her flight was coming in, and went downstairs. I waited for my dad to come downstairs, and then we left.

Two

I woke up and sighed. I had to go to the rink again today, and I wasn't looking forward to it. I didn't want to face Kris. I mean, I didn't like him. At all, but I wanted to be friends with him he seemed nice. I had a bad reputation in San Antonio, and I hate to say it, but mine here wasn't starting out good.

I put on a polka-dotted tank top, a pair of ripped skinny jeans, and flip-flops. I walked downstairs and met up with my dad. We walked out to the car. "Hey." my brother said to me, that I barely saw before said to me. "Hi." I said.

We got to the arena and went into the locker room. I walked straight over to Kris' stall. But, got stopped by Max. He gave me a hug and whispered, "I'm sorry about last night." he said. "It's okay." I smiled. "Did I cause you any trouble?" he asked. "I don't know yet." I said looking over to Kris.
"I do expect to still be friends. Even if I want to be more." he said.
"Of coarse!" I said and gave him another hug.
"Okay. Well.. I'll let you fix things." he said smiling.
"Bye, Max."
"Bye." he said and walked away.

I walked over to Kris. "Hey." I said. He looked up briefly and then looked back down.
"Hey." he said in a muffled voice.
"Listen. I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to just leave you. And, if it helps. Max just drove me home."
"Sure you are." he looked up and smiled at me.
I laughed and punched him in the arm.
"Start over?" he asked.
"I don't know.. I kinda like how we first saw each other." I smiled joking around.
He laughed and stuck out his hand. "Kris."
"Carissa. Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you, too." he smiled.

"Want to come to my house after practice?" he asked.
I gave him a look and he laughed. "A bunch of the guys are going to be there."
I laughed. "Sure. Sounds good. Give me a ride?"
"Aww. Do I have to? I mean. I'm sure you can get a ride from someone else." he said trying to keep a straight face.
"Fine. I'll get Max to give me a ride." I said and started to walk away.
"See you after practice!" he yelled.
I smiled and stuck my hand up giving him some sort of a wave.

I watched practice with my brother and father. I talked to them about the team and things. They told me about what all happened in the playoffs and what went on last year, and what is happening this year. Dad and I kinda got caught up. We talked almost everyday on the phone when I was in San Antonio. But, it still wasn't the same. Dad, and I used to be really close. We still were, we were just getting used to things again. Even though we were like best friends, he still could never get me into hockey. No matter how hard he tried.

Practice seemed to go by fast and we all walked down to the locker room. I walked over to Kris and sat in the stall next to his. He was taking his gear off. "You know. I don't like hanging around stinky guys. So, you better hurry up." I said laughing. He smiled, "Got it." he said and took his stuff and went to the showers.

"Hey." Sidney said sitting next to me.
"Oh. Hey." I said.
"Who are you waiting for?"
"Kris. I'm going to his house, and I don't know where that is. So, he's giving me a ride."
"Oh. That's cool. I'm going to be there too."
"Cool. I'll see you there." I said.
"I'm going to go get a shower. So, I'll see you at Kris'."
"Okay. Bye." I said and he got up.

Kris walked out. "Ready?" he asked.
"Yeah." I said getting up, as he grabbed his bag.
We walked out to his car.

"So. Is like French your first language?" I asked once we got into his car.
"Oui. Faites-vous?"
"Okay. Yes. But, I don't remember what most of it is."
"Yeah, they probably didn't teach much French in your High School."


"Well.. It's kinda confusing. I went to a lot of different schools." I laughed.
"Where did you go to school at?" he asked.
"I lived in Minnesota forever then, I lived in Ottawa from 93-98. Which I picked up on French there. But, I forgot a lot of it since then. I lived in Nashville from 98-06. Then I moved in with my aunt in San Antonio, while my dad came here. I picked up on the southerns accent. So you can't make fun of me." I laughed.
He smiled. "I won't make fun of you. That's interesting. You have a bit of everything in you." he laughed, "Now you are going to have Pittsburgh in you."



I laughed. "Yeah. But, I think it will be harder to change now that I'm older."
"True. Just one thing."
"Yeah?"
"Don't let anyone catch you saying soda." he smiled.
I laughed. "I just call everything coke."
"Okay. That's fine. But, It will still be better if you just say pop."
"Okay. You are going to have to teach me about Pittsburgh things."
"Of coarse." he said.

"So. How did you leave all of your friends behind so many times?" he asked.
"Well.. I still have some friends from everywhere. I talk to basically one or two people from each place."
"Who?" he asked.
"In Minnesota I have Cheyenne. In Ottawa I have Aaron. San Antonio I have Lily, and." I laughed, "Chris."
"Seriously? No way." he laughed.
"Yeah. But he spells his name C-H-R-I-S."
"That's the stupid way."
"I have to admit. I like the way yours is spelled better. But, Chris and Lily are defiantly my best friends of all of them."
"Why's that?"
"I guess it's because I was older then, and I could hang out with my friends more then I could at any other place."
"Oh. I understand." he pulled up to a house. "We're here." he said.

We both got out of the car and went in. "The guys should be here in about ten minutes. Do you want something to drink?" he asked walking into the kitchen.
"What do you have?" I asked.
"Water, orange juice, milk." he laughed. "....pop."
I smiled. "Just give me whatever coke.. I mean, pop you have."
He laughed. "il vous vont." he said giving me a Pepsi.
"um.... merci?" I said.
He smiled. "Yes."
"Yah!" I yelled.

He laughed, and we heard the guys starting to come in.
"Hey. Did you invite Max?" I asked before anyone came into the kitchen.
"No. But, you can. I meant to anyways." he said before Sergei walked into the kitchen.

"Hey." Sergei said.
"Hey." Kris and I both said.
I grabbed my phone and text Max.
Hey. Come to Kris'?
Ha. Am I invited? I mean. He doesn't hate me?
lol. no. we cleared things up. he doesn't hate you. he doesn't hate me. he said you can come if you wan to. so are you?
sure. be there in a couple minutes.
cool. see you then.


"Hey. Is Max coming?" Jordan Staal asked.
"Yeah. He is."
"Good! This will be real fun then!" Ruslan said.
I laughed. "Is he the only guy you rely on for fun?" I asked.
"No. We rely on Billy Guerin, too." Tyler Kennedy said.
"Is he coming?" I said after laughing.
"I believe. He will probably come with Crosby. Those two are ialways together." Chris Kunitz said.
"Isn't that kinda a big age difference?" I asked.
"Yeah. But, those two don't care. Billy just treats Darryl like a real twenty-one year old."
"Oh. I see. Are they roommates of something?"
"Yeah. I got kicked out!" Marc-Andre yelled.
"Marc! You didn't get kicked out. Plus, you get to room with Max now." Kris said.
"Oh, yeah Tanger. Real fun." he said.

"Hey!" I heard Max yell. "You mean a lot to me too, Flower." he said walking over. He gave me a hug.
"Where's billy!" Ruslan said.
"Relax, Rusty." Max said. He shot him a look. "Fine. Tank. Calm down he's right behind me."
"Guys! Come on! Can't you two get along for two seconds?" Tyler Kennedy yelled.
"Yes, Mr. President." the both said standing up straight.
I laughed. They all had some interesting nice names.



"Yeah!" All the guys yelled, and I turned and saw Billy and Sid.
"See! Told you they would be together!" Chris said.
"Excuse me?" Sid said.
"Oh, come on. You know." Max said.
"Oh, I don't think I do, superstar."
"Oh, come on! That was a commercial!"
"We will never let you forget it." Kris said.
"Yeah, yeah." he said.

"What are we going to do?" I asked.
Everyone looked at Billy and Max. "Oh, come on. You guys are so lame! Make something up on your own!" I said.
"Wii!" Kris said.
"Yeah!" everyone yelled.

"Everyone team up!" Tyler yelled.
The teams were, Ruslan and Sergei. Jordan and Tyler. Billy and Sid, of coarse. Marc and Max. I just kinda sat back and let them pick their teams. Kris came over. "Want to be my partner?" he asked. "I really don't have a choice do I?" I said smiling.
"Well.. you don't have to play." he said. "No way! I'm playing! Yes, I'll be on your team."
He smiled and we went up.

We ended up bowling. Billy and Sid won. Sidney was so competitive. Kris and I didn't do the best. But, we weren't the worst. That was Max and Marc. I kinda laughed at that. When we were done playing we all sat down and watched TV. I sat with Max on the floor. It was kinda funny. We got yelled at for talking, so we sat there and text each other.

you know. i do really like you.
Max, i just.. don't want a boyfriend right now. i just...
relax. im fine with just being friends. i just want you to know that. plus, you aren't good for me.
what do you mean?
i hate to say this, but i'm a player. i can never stick with one girl. you should be with Kris.
What!? what do you mean?
wow. you really need to learn how to relax. i see how you and Kris are together. you two are good together. i've never seen him have as much fun as he does with you. i never knew you before, but you are probably pretty happy with him.
max, i dont know what to say. i mean. yeah. kris is a great friend. but, im not sure if there is anything more than that.
i know you dont know. but i do. he likes you. it doesnt matter if you like him or not. you dont have to like him. i just want you to know that he likes you. you two should be friends, and just see where it goes.
well.. thanks for telling me, Max. I think the show is over. so lets stop texting. lol.


Everyone left, and it was just Kris and I left. "You want to stay here a little bit more, or do you want me to take you home now?"
"Will you take me home. But, do you mind if we stop and get something to eat? I'm starving."
He laughed. "Sure." we both went out and headed to the door.

"So. Where do you want to eat?"
"Wow. You think I know?" I laughed. "I just moved here Kris. What is around here?"
"There's a Boston Market a little bit away."
"Boston Market! They don't have one of those down south! Let's eat there!" I yelled.
He smiled at me. "Good! I love Boston Market."

We soon arrived at Boston Market. We got our food, and we sat down.
"So. Tell me about yourself." I said.
"Well.. I'm a hockey player." he smiled.
"No way! I didn't know that!" I said sarcastically.
"I don't know. What do you want to know?"
"Anything."


"Okay. Well.. my favorites are. food: tacos! defiantly. Color: black and gold."
I laughed. "You are so stupid."
"Hey!" he said.
"Sorry."
"Yeah, yeah. Tell me about yourself."
"food: pancakes."
"Pancakes?"
"Yes. with.." "real maple syrup." we both said at the same time and we both laughed.
"color: blue."
"Good color."
"Thanks." I said smiling.


"So, what is there I need to know about you?" he asked me.
"Nothing, really."
"Are you staying in Pittsburgh, or are you going back to San Antonio?"
"Pittsburgh. Oh, yeah. When are you showing me around?" I asked smiling.
"Anytime, you want."
"Okay. Don't leave for 2 days. So tomorrow?"
"Sounds good. Pick you up at ten?"
"Yeah."

"Are you coming to Detroit with us?" Kris asked me once we got in the car.
"Yeah, actually. I'm going to meet up with my friend Cheyenne there."
"So. Do I get to meet her?" he asked.

"Um. Sure, if you want?"
He laughed. "Okay."

"Well.. bye." I said as he pulled up to my house.
"Bye."
"See you tomorrow."
"Yupp." I said getting out of the car and going inside.

One

My name is Carissa Shero. I am the daughter to Ray Shero. I have been living with my aunt in San Antonio, and I just recently moved with my dad. His team, the Pittsburgh Penguins are in the playoffs right now. They are in the Stanley Cup Finals? I have to be honest. I know nothing about hockey. I'm more of a basketball person. My favorite team? San Antonio Spurs. I have actually met most of them.

I was going to the rink with my father for the first time today. I was running late, so I didn't really feel like talking to anyone. I honestly think hockey players are overrated. I turned the corner to go to where my dad was and ran right into someone. I looked up. "I'm sorry." he said.
I looked back down and mumbled. "Sure you are." while I walked away.

I went up to my dad. "Hey, dad."
"Hey! Are you ready to meet the team?"
"Yeah. Sure."
"Okay. Let's go."

We walked and turned a couple turns and went into the locker room.
"Guys!" dad yelled. "I would like you to meet my daughter, Carissa. Introduce yourself, while I have a meeting." he said.
I sighed when he walked away and a ton of hockey players walked towards me.

"Hey! I'm Max." one man said. He would probably be really cute without that full beard. Even though he was still cute now. I bet a lot of these players would be cuter without a beard.
"Hi." I said back and smiled.
"Your hot." he said.
I laughed and blushed. "Thanks. Your not so bad yourself."
He smiled and walked away.

"Hey. I'm the captain. Sidney Crosby." he said sticking out his hand. I took it. "Nice to meet you." I said.
"So. Do you watch hockey?"
"No. I'm a basketball girl." I smiled. He smiled back and the next guy came over to me.

"Hey. I'm Billy Guerin. You want me to bring you around to meet everyone?"
"Sounds good." I said.
He walked over to what seemed to be the goalie.

"This is Marc-Andre."
"Nice to meet you, Marc-Andre." I said.
"Call me Marc. And, nice to meet you too. You should meet my girlfriend."
"Sounds good." I smiled. Then Billy dragged me to the next guy.

"This is Evgeni. He's shy. Well. Not really. He just doesn't know much English." he laughed.
"Okay. Nice to meet you." I said.
"You too." he said.
"He likes to joke around. You just have to pay attention." he said punching him in the shoulder.

He walked over and a guy walked up to us.
"Hey. I'm Kris. I really am sorry I ran into you earlier."
I smiled. "Well. I'm Carissa. And, it's okay. I'm sorry I was rude."
He smiled a gorgeous smiled. "That's okay."

He drug me around to all the guys.
"So. We are all having a party tonight. Would you like to come? Get to know all the guys? You could meet Marc's girlfriend too."
"Sure. That sounds fun. Is someone going to pick me up?"
"I'll pick you up." I heard Kris come up behind us.
"Okay."
"See you around seven?"
"See you then." I said and then left with my dad.

"Did you have fun?" dad asked.
"Yeah. They are all nice."
"So. Are you going to this party tonight."
"Yeah." I said.
"Be careful."
I sighed. "Yes, dad."

We got home around five, we ate and then I got dressed.
I changed into this.
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And a pair of yellow flip-flops. I used to be a big party girl. But, i've changed. I still like to party. Just not all the time. I put on some make-up and went downstairs when I saw Kris pull up.
"Bye, dad!" I yelled.
"Bye." he said.

I walked out and got into Kris' car. He was staring at me. "Keep your eyes in you head, Kris." I said.
"What? Uh. Sorry." he said and pulled out of my drive-way.
I laughed. "Yeah, yeah."
"So, where is this party?" I asked.
"Um. We are going to Diesel."
"What's that? A bar?"
"Yeah. You don't anything about Pittsburgh?"
"Nope."
"Maybe I can show you around sometime."
"Sure."

He parked the car and we got out. We walked in. Marc came over and told me to sit by him and Vero. Vero was very nice, but at one point Marc and her got up and went somewhere else, so I was sitting all alone.
Max came over and sat next to me.
"So. You a big party girl?" he asked.
"What makes you say that?" I asked taking a sip of my beer.
"You just have like four beers in twenty minutes."
"I used to party all the time."
"You know... your very hot." he said.
"Thanks. But, I believe you already told me that."
"What can I say? You are just.. wow."
"Uh huh."
"Wanna dance?" he asked.
I smiled. "Yes!"
He laughed and took my hand.

We went out to the dance floor and we just started grinding. After about an hour of dancing and drinking I went to go sit down and Max followed me.
He sat down and grabbed my face, and kissed me.
I kissed him back and nibbled on his lip. He licked my lips wanted in. I agreed and parted my lips. We started full on making out. He pulled away and grabbed my hand pulling me up and leading me out the door.
"I'm drunk." I said.
"I know. That's why I'm taking you home." he smiled.

We got into his car and the car ride was silent. "Thanks for taking me home." I said when he pulled into my drive-way. "Anytime." he said and I got out of the car.
"Bye!" I said. "Bye." he said and I walked into the door.

I walked up to my room. Shit. I completely forgot about Kris. He couldn't be too mad. I mean. Why would he be? Oh well. I picked up my phone and tried calling him. He didn't pick up.
I sighed and went to sleep.