you had been going to your university for about two years, but you didn't partake in a lot of student life. it's not that you didn't want to, you were just busy. your best friend and roommate, sarah, was set on getting you to socialize

her first idea was to go to a university hockey game, because her boyfriend was on the team. your team, the bears, were pretty good, from what sarah told you, so you decided to give it a shot.

you put on jeans and a university hoodie with your uggs and put your hair into two braids, putting on your glasses as you headed to the rink, a couple minutes off campus, with sarah, who was wearing her boyfriend, tom, 's extra jersey. you looked cute, but comfy.

when you arrived, the rink was packed. it seemed like people were really serious about hockey here. when the team skated out, you didn't expect to see a girl within the roster of boys. but you did. and she was perfect.

sarah knew you were into girls, obviously, and as soon as you saw her, number 23, you were struck.

"who's she?" you asked sarah, starry eyed. she was beautiful, with short brown hair, hazel eyes, and you could tell she was muscular beneath her big uniform. freckles dotted her face and her lips were pink from the cold. she put her helmet on.

"oh, that's ellie williams. she's the only girl on the team. i think she's a junior here, she's friends with tom." sarah bounces back.

you spend the entire game watching her, how she glides on the ice. she's a good player and a roughhouser, better than some of the boys. you decide you have to approach her, so when sarah goes after the game to talk to tom, you follow.

you see her sitting on a bench by the locker room, not in her gear anymore. she's muscular just like you thought, with her hair half up and in a white wife beater with sweats. she's staring at her phone, but as you approach she looks up.