There he was, Nate fucking Hawkins. Finishing up his hockey practice with his teammates. Recently a stupid prank caused the skating team and the hockey team to share a rink. You were livid. Causing you to hate the hockey players.

You were standing next to your skating partner Aaron waiting impatiently for the hockey team to finish their practice so you could go practice also. After what seems like forever, Nate and his team get off the rink.

“Sorry Anastasia, we lost track of time.”