Page 6 of On Thin Ice

He catches my eye and confusion floods his vision. “Thought you were only interested in Callie now? Didn’t take you long to go back to your old ways.” He tuts jokingly and pushes his way into my room.

“I didn’t fucking touch her, trust me. She came up here begging for a ride on my dick and I told her I wasn’t interested.”

Kyle’s face is twisted into an indecipherable expression, I'm not sure if he’s pleasantly surprised at me sticking to my word or disgusted that I turned down a hot girl.

“Seeing as you’ve made yourself at home,” I say, watching as Kyle takes a seat on my chair, leaning back and sipping at his beer. “You can make yourself useful and answer more of my Callie related questions.” Kyle’s beer nearly sprays across the room as he fights to swallow his mouthful. “More questions? What am I, her mother?”

“Come to think of it, how do you know so much about my girl?” “Your girl?” Kyle lifts his eyebrows. “You’re delusional man, she’ll never have sex with you.”

“What makes you so sure?” I say, whipping my t-shirt over my head and laying back on my bed.

“Well, for starters, she’s already rejected you, more than once.” He smirks and I momentarily want to smack him. Callie will come around, I’m going to make her want me like I want her. “And secondly she’s got a vendetta against us hockey players. She kind of has a soft spot for me though.” Kyle grins and I want to smack him for a second time.

“Answer my question dickhead, how do you know her so well?” I try to ignore what he said about Callie having a soft spot for him, surely she would have fucked him by now if she was attracted to him.

“She comes to all the joint parties that we have with the gymnastics team at weekends, you know, the ones you never want to come to?” He sips his beer again.

“Well, I would have fucking come if I’d known she was there. Why didn’t you tell me that my sister has a sexy captain?”

He chuckles. “Thought you got enough pussy already, save some for the rest of us.”

My stomach lurches as I swallow the brick that’s made it’s way into my throat. “You haven’t fucked her have you?”

Kyle snickers and watches the red fury creep up my neck. I’m jealous, fucking jealous. I’ve never been jealous in my life and now the mere thought of Callie wanting Kyle but not me is making red blur my vision. “No, I haven’t fucked her.” He laughs and stands up to leave. “There’s a party tomorrow at Mac’s place, you should come.”

As much as little Jamie Macdonald pisses me off, if there’s somewhere Callie is going to be then I’ll be there too without having to be asked twice.

Mac is a left winger on our team, he’s the youngest of us all and he’s a fucking irritation to say the least. He’s about 5-foot nothing and brags about his sex life like he doesn’t picture his own grandma when he beats his meat. The guy pisses me off, but if Callie is going to this party tomorrow it will be a chance for me to see her relaxed, outside of the gym or the hockey games which she apparently finds ‘boring’.

“Oh I’ll be there.” I say as Kyle lets my bedroom door swing closed behind him.

Chapter 6

Callie

“Come on, pleeeease!” Molly gets down on her knees in front of me and pouts her bottom lip.

I sigh. “Get off your knees, knob head.”

“I will when you agree.” She smirks, yanking playfully at my legs, her blonde waves shaking with her head. Molly is my best friend, has been since we moved into this dorm together but my god she can be annoying. “Fine.” I huff, crossing my arms over as she stands and yanks me into a hug.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” She sings and I wriggle away from her.

“But you’re not coming to the party afterwards.” I point a warning finger at her and she puts her hands up in surrender.

“I won’t even ask.” She flashes me a bright smile and runs into her bedroom to get ready. If we’re going to make this damn hockey game on time we need to leave in ten minutes.

Molly, unlike me, loves hockey and used to play as a child. She’s a runner now and is the best on her team here at Redwood, I’ve watched her run and I’m not exaggerating when I say the girl looks like she’s flying. Her feet barely touch the ground when she runs and it’s the thing that makes her happiest in the world, except for me of course. She came home after practice today and told me there was a hockey game this afternoon, I told her I didn’t give a shit and she slapped me around the back of the head. This lead to us rolling around on the carpet together, fighting playfully like we were in some sort of cheap porn movie. She then proceeded to beg me to get tickets from my dad so we could go and watch the game. There’s also a party at Jamie Macdonald’s house after the game, which is the usual routine. The gymnastics team and the hockey team often have joint parties, we train in the same building so it kind of makes sense as we all know each other. I wouldn’t normally be so opposed to going to watch a hockey game, I don’t love them like Molly does but I can enjoy it occasionally. The only problem with going tonight is I now have a stalker by the name of Sean Taylor, also known as Redwood's hockey team captain. As soon as I got home last night I had countless Facebook messages from him, I know he’s just trying to get into my pants and I get it, I know I’m attractive. I don’t have a problem in that department, I work hard for my body and I'm proud of it, but I don’t give it away to just anyone. I’ve made it clear to him that I'm not looking for a hook up with the biggest playboy in our university, but it doesn’t seem to be sinking into his thick skull. Even if I was up for some casual sex, the last person I would choose to engage in said sex with would be Sean Taylor. He’s the most irritating, big headed asshole I’ve ever had the displeasure of meeting and for some unknown reason he’s set his sights on me.

“Ready?” Molly says, emerging from her bedroom sporting a Redwood hockey jersey and spinning around to showcase her golden waves that reach all the way down her back.

“You make me cringe.” I roll my eyes and grab my jacket, not bothering to change out of my jeans and tank top.

She swings her arm over my shoulder and presses her cheek to mine. “I love you too Cal.”

The stadium is pretty packed when we arrive and we shuffle our way through the crowd to our seats just above the penalty box. My dad saves the seats for us every game, hoping I’ll decide to come and watch his boys play. Don’t get me wrong, hockey is a great game to watch if you like adrenaline, it’s fast paced and there’s constantly something happening on the ice, but I don’t get the same thrill from it as my dad and Molly do. Molly grabs a handful of sugary popcorn and shoves her fist into her mouth, chewing happily.

“This is going to be such a good game Cal. Redwood and Preston are arch enemies so there’s bound to be endless fighting today, which I fucking live for.” She groans dramatically, grabbing another handful of popcorn and ramming it straight into her lipgloss covered mouth. “Oh god, they’re so sexy.”

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