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Score My Heart // Chapter Eighteen

She was obviously a whore, her voice said it all. Oh. And the guy said he loved me... WHAT. TOTAL. BULLSHIT.

“Well I don’t know hun, why don’t you ask your man if he’d like to join you.” I growled into the phone before slamming the phone to Sid’s chest so he could answer his little puck bunny.

By now, my blood was boiling over as I jumped off the counter, stomping into my room, slamming the door behind me, leaving a shocked Sid in the kitchen with his phone in his hand. How could he do this to me? He said he loved me! And I thought he’d meant it. But obviously not, if he had some unfinished business with the slut on the other side of the phone.I flopped down on my bed, angrily. Grabbing my pillow and screaming into it, this time not from excitement but pure fury, anger, frustration, hurt. I felt the tears start to collect in my eyes, and the rising sob stuck in my throat. I quickly swallowed it down. Trying to just forget what had just happened.. Eveything was perfect. Then she called. I could hear Sid’s angry voice coming from the kitchen. It hurt. It hurt way too much. The tears started to fall from my eyes. Fine I’ll cry, but I won’t let one sob out. It was hard, but I kept that sob in. I heard the door knob turn and heard the door creak open as he stepped into my room. “Roxy,” he spoke softly, I heard disappointment in his voice. “Go away.” I said into my pillow. “What did you say?” I heard him ask as I felt the bed move with his weight. I raised my head from the pillow and turned it towards him. I put as much vile into my voice as I could. “Leave me alone. Get. Out. RIGHT NOW.” I said, but my voice betrayed me, breaking. He could see the tears in my eyes and I could see the hurt in his eyes from my words. He put a soft hand on my back. “Roxy, please. Let’s talk.” He was fucking cheating on me and he wanted to TALK!? No way in hell. I just wanted him OUT. I surged up into a sitting position. He pulled his hand away in surprise. My eyes glared at him with such force that he flinched. “Well, Sid. What did you want to talk about?” I said giving him no opportunity to answer. “How about the fact I actually believed that you loved me, and that I actually loved you too. And how much love I felt for you as I kissed you at the door. And how much you hurt me as I heard that bitch’s voice in the phone, you fucking cheating MOTHER FUCKER.” I spat at him. “You lied to me. You said you loved me and you promised me there was no one else! You hurt me. I want to you leave, RIGHT NOW CROSBY!” His expression was full of shock, hurt, and regret. “I didn’t lie to you, Roxy.” He whispered intensely, his whole face was intense, even his eyes. It hurt to look at him. And it hurt more to hear what he said next. “And I do love you.” It hurt ’cause I knew it was a lie. I could feel the tears coming on again and my throat closing in again. I closed my eyes as hard as I could, hoping that the tears would go away, and I swallowed as hard as I could hoping that the sobs wouldn’t come out. “Get out.” I whispered one last final time. And he got it. He had to leave. It hurt even more to hear him get up, I couldn’t bear to watch him walk away. I wish I could just disappear. But my body wouldn’t let me, I was left there listening to his heavy footsteps as he made his was to the front door and out of my life. For now. I didn’t hear anything for a while. I took that as the silence that took place after he had left. I slowly opened my eyes as they started to well up and pour out of my eyes. I started to shake and sniffle as I let out the sob I’ve been holding in. I was shaking so hard, I couldn’t sit straight anymore. Let myself fall into my bed as the tears ran and ran and the shaking conitnued. Then I heard it. The footsteps. He was still here? No, no. NO! I took the first pillow I could reach.. I made my way out my room and I saw him. Standing there. His eyes full pain and agony. He put a hand up in surrender. “Wait..” he started but I cut him, whipping the pillow to his face. “GET OUT.” I screamed at him. I saw the fear in eyes, and I knew it was deffinetly not the fear of losing me and that was what shredded inside of me. “NOW” I screamed again as I just saw him stand there, not knowing what to do. He finally got the point, I didn’t want him here. He bent his head down for a millisecond, I took that as a farewell as he made his way out my front door and out of my life..

Score My Heart // Chapter Seventeen

Sid was on his way here, and I was pacing around my living room, feeling my stomach lurch from side to side as each minute passed by. Usually at this time, if someone did anything as woke me up. Let’s just say you’d find they’re dead body hanging from the ceiling. I’m not even joking. I take my sleep very seriously, and no one messes with it unless they’re asking for a death sentence. But as soon as I heard his voice through the receiver I felt nothing but happy and excited as that silly school girl smile crept on my face. The things this guy makes me feel. He’d told me he loved me over the phone. This was the first time he’d said it, and it was the first time we’d see each other after the little joyful exchange. I don’t know why I felt like this, but I just did. I heard the doorbell ring, I looked up towards the door, not moving.

Go on, open the door, I thought to myself. He’s just the same as he was yesterday.

I paced myself into the bathroom and took a quick look at my reflection in the mirror. My hair was a total mess, my face had that puffiness you got when you woke up, and my eyeliner that I had been to lazy to wipe off yesterday night was smeared all over my face. In the end, to sum up how I looked right now was described in one word. Disgusting. I sighed as I heard the doorbell ring for the second time. Sid was obviously impatient, I smiled to myself. I quickly fluffed my hair one last time and just about sprint to the front door. I turned the knob and bit my lip as I saw him appear from behind the door. Looking stunningly good-looking as ever, with his curly hair falling just over his eyebrows. Oh god. How did I get so lucky. We both had those stupid little kid-gets-a-christmas-present grins on our faces and they would not go away. We both just stood there, until I felt his mouth press down on mine before I could even say hello.

Our smiles slowly disappearing, our eyes never leaving each others. I stood there in my little tank top and little PJ boxer shorts. He broke the stare as his eyes trailed down from my face to my chest. His face grew hot as I caught him staring, looking back at me he gave me an apologetic smile. “Can I come in?” he quietly asked. I don’t know why that just drove me over the edge. Maybe it was the fact that it was four in the morning, or maybe it was the fact he looked adorable in his wrinkled t-shirt and his Reebok sweatpants. I could see the built up muscles in his arms, and all I thought about was how wonderful they’d feel under my hands, or even better. How his abs would feel under my palms. My breathing suddenly started speeding up as my thoughts grew more and more graphic. Sid stood there, looking slightly confused at my reaction, still waiting for me to let him in the apartment. I pushed the door completely aside as I leaped into his arm. This took him off guard, he took a few steps back before regaining his balance. I was still wrapped in his arms, my legs taking they’re places around his waist. My eyes bore into his. “Kiss me, dammit.” I whispered intently. Sid was a little startled, but did as I said and quickly brought his lips closer and closer to mine, until finally they touched. He took it slowly, as I pushed for a bit more. He could feel the urgency behind my mouth. He pulled his face back a bit, but only a good centimetre away. He searched my face. “Roxy, what’s up with you?” he asked slightly confused. “I love you.” I said with intensity as I took his bottom lip between my teeth before I started kissing him, full passion. I could still feel he wasn’t giving his all, so pressed my chest tightly to his. His breath hitched as he sped up the pace that I’ve been anticipating for. Our lips wrestled, our breaths quickening. His hands roaming all over my body, before bringing them to my butt. Squeezing it. I felt him closing the door with his foot, never breaking the kiss he brought me to the kitchen counter. I brought him closer to me, locking my legs tightly behind his back until every inch of him touch mine. By now we were gasping for air. My hands held his face as I tasted every inch of his mouth, while his hands roamed me. His hands trailed from my shoulders down my arm to my hands, bringing them back up as he slowly made his way for my chest between the small space between our bodies. Finally, he placed his hands over my breasts causing him to give me an electric shock. My breath hitched for just a mere second as I stopped kissing him from the intensity of the feeling... Not giving me a chance to breathe, it was his turn to catch my lips. “I love you” he whispered breathily against them. The moment was interrupted by his phone which chose to ring at the most inconvenient of times. We both grumbled. He pulled back as he was about to reach his phone. I took his hand before pulling him back to me, kissing him greedily again. We picked up where we’d left off as the phone kept on ringing. We both ignored it. Finally it had stopped ringing, a relief to the both of us. I pulled my lips form his to catch my breath as his lips never left my skin. Leaving a trail of sweet and electrifying kisses down my jaw to my neck. My breath picking more than before, if it were even possible. I turned my lips to his face. I placed kisses on his cheek, towards his ear. “I say we take this to my room.” I whispered against his skin with a smirk, before placing a kiss on his ear lobe, receiving moan from Sid. I smiled. It was his turn to tease me. He opened his mouth at the base of my neck, letting out a heated breath that raised goosebumps on my arms, leaving tingles in my stomach. He let his tongue out and licked and bit my neck before bringing back his lips to my ear. “I say, that that sounds perfect...” He said as he slid his hands under me, readying to carry me to my room. Unfortunately, that inconvenient phone of his decides to ring right then. We both groaned, irritation was clearly a shared feeling at the moment. I couldn’t take this anymore. I grabbed his phone out of his pocket and pressed the “answer” button. “What?” I said impatiently into the phone. “Babe?” I heard a female voice on the other side. Anger flashed through me, not to mention the shock the left me furious and speechless. Babe? Babe? Was this some kind of joke? “I was thinking that we could continue what we’ve started the other night.” The chick on the other end said in what was a really sad attempt to be seductive. That was IT. He was sleeping with some other whore!?

Oh geez.

I just realized how short that last post really was. Oh god, so sorry. I have more planned, and I'll post it soon.

Score My Heart // Chapter Sixteen

Sorry guys! Super short chapter, but mores on its way!

I groan as I hear the sound of my ringtone going off. It can't be morning already, I thought. I reach for my phone that is set on my bedside table and look at the time. 4 am. I had definitely not set my alarm for 4 am. I flick open my phone gracelessly, forgetting to check who was calling at this time.

"Hello?" I whisper in my groggy early morning voice.

"Hey." I hear someone  whisper through the phone. When I realize it's Sidney, it causes a huge grin to form on my face, "I'm so sorry to wake you." He said quietly.

"Oh, that's okay. I had to wake up in a couple hours anyways." I say, sitting up and flicking on the lamp. "What's up?"

"I just... can't stop thinking about you." Sidney said softly, and I could tell he was embarrassed by his choice of words. "I mean, it's crazy. I don't think I've ever felt this way before." His words took me by shock. And I just sat there, jaw wide open.

"I guess what I'm trying to say is," I heard him take a deep breath, "I love you, Roxanne."

With those words, I couldn't help but feels my face spread into a immense smile.

"I love you too." I managed to whisper, seeing as I was still in shock.

"You mind if I come over?" Sidney asks with a chuckle.

"Now?" I laugh, "Okay."

"I'll see you soon." He said, softly, but obviously excited. I just laughed, said bye, then hung up before throwing my face into my pillow and screaming, repeatedly swatting my feet at the air in happiness. 

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Hey everyone!

A really good friend of mine started a story yesterday. It's a Jonathan Toews one and she's only written a chapter so far, but it's really good. Check it out, it's called || The Way I Loved You ||

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Thanks!

-Roxy

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Hey everyone! Just thought I'd let you know that I started a new blog named All I Have. Check it out, it's still in its early stages but I think I can get a relly good story out of that one. It's about Vero and Flower and I hope you like it (:

-Roxy.

Score My Heart // Chapter Fifteen

Before I get into this chapter, I'd like to say something. It goes something like this: WOOOOHOOOOO! PENS BABY! YOU'VE GOT YOUR CUP BOYS. SOOO PROUD OF YOU. <3>

Breathe in, breathe out, I told myself as I stepped out of my car in my black cocktail dress and red pumps. One foot in front of the other, don't trip, you'll look like a dumbass. I smiled weakly at Colby who was dancing his way over to me his arm extended in my direction. 

"Bonsoir, mademoiselle," he said, doing a little curtsy in front of me.

"Je vraiment pense que je vais vomir. Tienez mois, pour l'amour de dieu, je vais tomber dans ces souliers foux. Merde." I muttered to him in my native-tongue, making him gape at me wide-eyed.

"You know, I never got past bonjour, right?" he said, shaking his head.

"Sorry," I mumbled, breathing heavily as I walked into the Lemieux's household.

"Sidney's upstairs, I think. Either that or he's in the kitchen with Nathalie helping her with dinner. He's such an efeminine. You have no idea." Colby said as he crashed down on the couch next to Max who gave me his infamous grin.

"I can tell you're nervous," Max said grinning, "Don't worry about it, I'd be more scared of the girlfriends than Mario."

"Thanks Max," I said, scowling at him.

Just then, I heard a fit of maniacal laughter coming from upstairs. I spun around to see Sidney being chased by Austin with a fork in his hands and a crazy look in his eye. Sidney stopped at the bottom of the staircase and picked Austin up with one hand and swung him over his shoulder. I giggled as he saw me and set Austin down, walking over to me and placing a kiss on the tip of my nose.

"Hello," he said, pushing a lock of hair behind my ear, "You look beautiful tonight."

"Thanks," I said feeling my cheeks turn red. 

"You ready to meet Mario? I'm sure he'll love you." Sidney asked eagerly, taking my hand and directing me to the backroom where I saw two people having a low-key conversation. I gulped and squeezed Sidney's hand harder as Mario turned around to face us, bringing a nauseous feeling to my stomach.

"Relax," Sidney whispered to me, "It's impossible to hate you."

"Mario, I'd like to introduce you to somebody." Sidney said, ushering me in his direction, "This is my girlfriend, Roxanne. Roxy, this is my landlord, Mario and his wife Nathalie."

"I-It's very nice to meet you Monsieur et Madame Lemieux," I said, offering my hand and stuttering.

"Likewise," Mario said, showing a hint of a smile and shaking my hand firmly.

"It's lovely to finally meet you, Roxanne," Nathalie said warmly, pulling me into a hug, "We've heard quite a lot about you."

I turned and raised an eyebrow at Sidney, who was a fluorescent shade of red.

"Well," Mario began, "I'll let you two get back to your party. I hope to be seeing more of you, Roxanne."

"Thank you, sir." I said, spinning around on my heel and rushing with Sidney to plop down on the couch next to Jordan.

"See!" Sidney exclaimed, "You did great."

"If you count acting like a blabbering and stuttering idiot a great thing, then sure." I replied, burying my face into Jordan's shoulder, much to his content.

"Hey, hey, hey." Sidney said, raising my chin off of Jordan's shoulder, "You were great. Believe me. He'll come around, he's just protective of who hangs out with the team. Once he gets to know you more, I'm sure you'll get along fine. Plus, Nathalie seemed to really like you."

I forced a weak smile at Sidney's supposedly encouraging words as I dragged myself off of the couch to go and grab something to drink. I walked into the kitchen and pulled a cup off of the counter and went to get some water, before bumping into a friendly-looking brunette.

"Oh, shit! I'm sorry!" I said as I pulled myself out of her way.

"Oh, that's alright," she said smiling and extending her hand, "I'm Vero." 

"Roxanne." I said, taking her hand in mine and smiling slightly.

"You're the one who ran into Marc at the airport, right?" Vero said, "I've heard  a lot about you from the boys. I think you'll fit in really nicely with everyone here. Sure, some of the other girlfriends will take sometime warming up to you, but you seem quite nice so it shouldn't take too long."

"Aw, thank you! I feel kind of out of place here. I'm still new to this city." I said, "How do you know these guys?"

"Oh, that's my boyfriend," Vero said, pointing in Marc-Andre's direction, causing him to look up and wink at her as she blew a kiss towards him, "We've been together since freshman year."

"Wow," I said, gazing at them. They seemed so in love and right together. Even from 30 feet away.

"Excuse me, I have to get back to my date, but if you'd like, they're playing a game tomorrow, and you could come watch with us. We all stick together, us girlfriends. You'll get to know everyone else, because it seems like none of the other ladies showed up tonight." Vero offered.

"That sounds great! I can't wait," I said excitedly.

"Here's my cell number, call me before the game and I'll tell you where to get your ticket." Vero said, handing me a slip of paper. 

"Thanks so much!" I said, slipping the number into my purse before finding my way over to my lovely boyfriend and pressing my lips down on his hearing a couple cheers and a 'Go Sid'

"Mm, you smell nice," he said, with his face in my hair, "Let's get out of here."

"You just read my mind, Crosby." I said, pecking him on the cheek and grabbing his hand before leading him out of the doors and to my car.

 

Score My Heart // Chapter Fourteen

I  hopped out of bed the next morning in an unusual chipper mood. I lazily tossed the covers back on my bed, tied my hair back into a high ponytail, and skipped around the dorm room in my Spiderman underwear to the song Dancing with Myself. I hummed the words to myself as I danced my way to the kitchen to get "breakfast", which consisted of a Pop Tart and a glass of orange juice. Yesterday, I had spent most of the day bumming out with Sidney in the dorm, listening to country music while we finished packing my things and crashing on the couch watching Friends reruns. After spending more time with him, I found that I had more in common with Sidney than I thought. We both loved horror movies and Warheads, country and Friends, neither of us were heavy drinkers or smokers, we both had the same favorite team growing up; The Canadiens, and, funnily enough, were both pro at Guitar Hero. 

I had just pulled a sweater over my head as I heard my phone whiz off. 

"Hello?" I answered,  plopping myself down on my bed.

"Good morning." I heard Sidney greet me from the other side of the line.

"Hey!" I said sitting up, "What's up?"

"I just realized something," Sidney laughed, "You're probably in so much suspense to know what my last question is. Well, I've decided I no longer really need to ask that question, I'm going to save it for a bit longer."

"Okay," I said, with an eyebrow raised, "Mind telling what you were going to ask me?"

"Well ..." Sidney started in a blunt tone, "I was going to ask you to be my girlfriend."

"And, that's changed now?" I asked as tears started to form in my eyes.

"No, I just don't feel as if I have to ask anymore." Sidney stated in a smug manner, making my tears disappear and replacing them with a laugh, "But. If it helps ... Roxy, will you be my girlfriend?"

"Yes." I said laughing, I was going to make some smartass comment, but I didn't feel like it at the moment. I just wanted to agree.

"So, I've got something I need to admit to you first." Sidney said, taking a deep breath, "I've never had an actual girlfriend before. Not one. So, please, bear with me, I'm new to this."

"And I've got a confession for you too, Crosby," I said, grinning, "I was married once."

I heard silence on the other end of the line and I had to smother my laughter.

"Really?" I heard Sidney begin slowly, "You were married before?"

"Yep. In kindergarden, his name was Ethan and we had virtually nothing in common, so I pulled the plug." I laughed as I heard Sidney breathe out a sigh of relief and mutter something before chuckling a bit.

"You really scared me."

"Owh, I'm sorry," I said, teasing him.

"Practice is about to start, I got to go." I heard Sidney say in a tad disappointed way, "I'll see you later then, girlfriend." I giggled a little bit at his new name for me.

"You're not honestly going to start calling me that are you?" I asked, eyebrows raised.

"Hm, maybe, I like the way it sounds. Then again, maybe not."

"Well, I'll let you go, boyfriend." I said laughing.

"Okay, but tonight, we're going out to dinner with all the boys, Mario too. Gotta introduce you." 

I gulped at the sound of Mario's name.

"Okay, bye."

"Bye," I heard Sidney whisper then hang up.

Oh. My. God. Mario fucking Lemieux. I'm going, to die.

Score My Heart // Chapter Thirteen

"I just can't live there anymore," I said to Tess over the phone as I walked around my dorm room looking for anything I could easily pack away with one hand.

"I just don't understand why." Tess said, sighing. 

"I can't even sleep in my room anymore, it's bad enough I have to live knowing Callie is plotting against me, but now you expect me to sleep while Tyler and Callie are ..." I shudder, "You know. And right next to me!" I make a gagging sound as I pack away a pair of PJs.

"You're right, that's disgusting. No wonder you're moving out." Tess laughed, "You found a place yet?"

"Yeah, Sidney and I just found a perfect one. Two stories, hardwood, tons of bedrooms." I said.

"Sounds perfect. Can't wait to come down and see it!" Tess said as I heard a knock on my door.

"I got to go, I'll call you later." I said as I hung up the phone and opened the door to give Sidney a quick kiss on the cheek.

"I'm here to help you pack." Sidney stated, pointing to the boxes he had stacked up outside the door.

"Thanks," I smiled and helped him set the boxes on my desk.

"I'm actually kinda glad you're getting your own place." Sidney said, wrapping his arms around me and smiling into my neck, "We can do alot more of this." He whispered as he kissed all up and down my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"You know..." I turned my self around to face him, putting my arms around his neck, "There's nothing stopping us from doing that right now." I raised my eyebrows suggestively and grabbed his hand, leading him towards the bedroom.

I woke up the next morning my arms still wrapped around Sidney, and his wrapped around mine. I rolled out of my bed and stumbled around the dorm room, finding no trace of Callie. I crawled back under the covers next to Sidney and let my head rest on his chest. He breathed in deeply and rubbed his eyes and smiled at me.

"Good morning, sunshine." He said, kissing the top of my head.

"Good morning," I mumbled, "I'm going to go make us some food."

Sidney laughed and shook his head, "And how are you going to do that? You have no stove!"

"Who said I needed a stove to make one of my gourmet breakfasts?" I teased and tossed the covers off the bed, revealing a shirtless Sidney only in boxers.

"It's too early!" Sidney whined, "Come back to bed!" He said as he patted the pillow next to him.

"It's 11:30!" I laughed, heading for the "kitchen" which was actually just a cupboard where we kept chips and such. I reached into the cupboard, grabbing a container of Easy Mac, and walked over to the microwave, reading the instructions. Remove Cover. Add milk. Microwave for three minutes. 

Sounds easy enough, I thought as I rummaged around the room looking for milk. No such luck. I added a cup of water and set the microwave, smiling, pleased with myself as I walked back to the bedroom. Sure enough as I walked through the doors, Sidney was still lying there, a pillow pulled over his head. 

"Are you always like this in the mornings?" I asked, laughing and hitting him over the head with a pillow.

"No, actually." Sidney sat up, "Just today, your bed is really comfy." 

I heard a beep go off from the kitchen, and skipped over to get the Kraft Dinner. Walking into the room, my nose crinkled up. Great, I thought, I burnt it. I pulled the container out of the microwave and dared my self to look at the pasta. Sure enough, it was a brown, orange mess. I shuddered and placed it on the counter as Sidney emerged from the bedroom, and walked, slowly over to the counter. He obviously still wasn't fully awake so without blinking, he grabbed a fork and shoved a mouthful of burn KD in his mouth. I stifled a laugh as I saw his reaction, he spat it out, as tears started to form in the corners of his eyes from choking on the burnt pasta. 

"Are you trying to POISON me?!" he yelped, laughing as he wiped his mouth.

"I was gonna warn you," I managed to sputter between laughs, "But you're very persistent when you're tired.

Sidney grinned and picked me up by the legs, swinging me over his shoulder and carrying me back to the bedroom. 

"Yeah," he laughed, "I'm pretty persistent."

Score My Heart // Chapter Twelve

"Hey Sidney," I asked, leaning against his chest in the car.

"Yeah," he whispered.

"You think I could stay with you tonight, I'm very very frightened to go back to my room," I asked laughing in a hopeful tone.

"I live with Mario Lemieux, I don't think that's such a good idea." Sidney said, laughing. 

"Oh, right." I felt myself blush. 

"Buuut," Sidney said, raising an eyebrow, "Colby doesn't live with Mario Lemieux. We can stay with him."

"AW HELL NO!" I heard Colby scream from the drivers seat.

"Please?" I pleaded, "I really don't want to fall asleep with ... Tyler in my roommate's bed."

"And you think I want to fall asleep with you and Sidney in my bed?!" Colby yelped.

"I could sleep on the couch." I suggested. 

"Fine," Colby agreed, "But I get to keep a watch on Sid, I don't want him getting in too much trouble."

"Thank you!" I exclaimed. 

We pulled up into Colby's driveway of his bachelor pad and walked up into the house. I was tired and it was late, so as soon as Colby pulled a blanket out of the closet, I fell fast asleep on his couch, much to the disappointment of Sidney. Around 2 in the morning I heard someone sit down by the end of the couch. I opened my eyes just a wink to see Sidney sitting there gazing at me with a smile on his face. 

"That's kind of creeper Crosby," I said, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.

"Sorry," I heard Sidney say sheepishly as he lied down next to me, "I couldn't help it, Colby's a heavy sleeper and I knew you were just in the next room."

I smiled as he wrapped his arm around my waist as placed a kiss on my shoulder, gently massaging my back. I turned around to face him so I could kiss him, but he beat me to it.  Within a second his mouth was crashing down onto mine in a heart stopping kiss. I felt my hand immediately go to his belt as I struggled to take it off. He rolled himself under me as he quickly took off my shirt, sending it flying across the room. I had finally won the battle with Sidney's belt and had quickly stripped him of his jeans and boxers. He tugged on my sweatpants never once breaking the kiss, and when we were both done with the clothes, Sidney stood up and walked to the bathroom to get a condom. As he came back and rolled on top of me, I couldn't help but laugh as I realized something. 

"What?" Sidney asked nervously, kissing my collarbone. 

"I just realized something," I said in between heavy breaths and laughs, "Colby's going to kill us."

Sidney was sent into a fit of uncontrollable laughter as I said this. And he placed another feisty kiss on my lips as he rolled off of me.  

"We're so dead." He said as he pulled the covers over both of us and I fell asleep on his chest, breathing in perfect synchronization.

I woke up the next day to Colby freaking out in the door to the living room. Sidney's arms were still wrapped tightly around my waist, and he was laughing. And laughing hard.

"WHAT THE FUCK?! I told you NO SEX ON MY COUCH! You guys DISGUST ME! I'm not walking in there until EVERY LAST EVIDENCE OF YOUR BEING HERE HAS DISAPPEARED!" Colby screamed.

"Colby, shut up." I heard Sidney mumble as he threw a pillow at him.

Score My Heart // Chapter Eleven

I decided to take Tess's advice, and try to forget about everything, and it seemed to work. Every time I would pass Chanelle in the hallways, or in class, she'd snicker and I'd just walk on by with my head held high. I wasn't going to let her win. And after a week or so, she'd seemed to have given up. She no longer wasted her time trying to get me ticked off my making icy remarks and smirking at me. I had to remind myself to thank Tess, if I hadn't just ignored Chanelle, I'd probably be feeling a lot worse about myself right now.

Just like Callie said, she hadn't come back from the night she went out with Tyler, and it made me sick to my stomach. I knew Callie had something to do with the entire Chanelle-rapes-Sidney affair, and I didn't want my cousin to get hurt. I hadn't confronted Callie about it because I thought it'd be best if we stayed friends, since we live in the same dorm and everything. 

Walking to class, I got a text from Sidney:

Can I please ask you that question now? It's killing me.

I laughed at the desperation of the text and quickly texted back 'ok' before stuffing my phone back in my bag as I entered the classroom. I sighed as I saw that the only available seat in the room was next to Chanelle, and quickly dropped my bag to the ground and sat down next to her, without saying a word. I stuffed my phone into my desk and turned it to silent, so I could text Sidney without getting caught. I smiled as my phone lit up, signaling a message from Sidney.

I'll meet you tomorrow night, then :)

Sounds good, Crosby ;)

Thankfully, by the end of class I hadn't said anything to Chanelle, and there were high chances that she hadn't even noticed me. I walked back to my dorm, only to find Tyler's hat hanging on the door, with a note attached that said 'Enter at your own risk.' I shuddered and turned around, definitely not wanting to walk in on that, and headed for the parking lot. I hopped into my car and drove off towards the closest Starbucks where I plopped down on the couch with Vogue and a Caramel Mochiatto. I flipped through the magazine, Gross. Ew. Nasty. Who the fuck would wear that? Is this designer delusional?  What is THAT? I kept on flipping the pages staring at the hideously designed clothes until I fell on a medium lengthed purple and gold off the shoulder dress.

I stared at it gaping, until I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I spun around to see Sidney and Colby standing behind me with grins on their faces. 

"Hey guys!" I said excitedly, already forgetting about the dress. 

"Hi," Sidney said, helping me up then wrapping me into a hug, "How are you?"

"I'm ... alright actually. I got some advice from a friend, it really helped." I said, sighing. 

"I want to apologize again. You have no idea how bad I feel." Sidney said, looking at his feet. 

"Please, stop apologizing, I forgive you." I said, and wrapped my arms around his neck.

"Okay," he mumbled as he leant in to kiss me.

"GOD. GROOOSS!!" Colby yelped from next to me.

Sid and I let out a soft chuckle as he elbowed him in the gut and gently pressed his lips to mine again. 

"I'm outta here!" Colby exclaimed, obviously disgusted.

"We're going to follow you, Army. You drove me here." Sidney said, laughing and flashing me an irresistible smile. 

"Fine." Colby grumbled and took off towards the exit. 

"Let's go make his life a living hell," Sidney said, suggestively.

"That sounds perfect to me," I said laughing, as he took my hand as we chased Colby to his car.

Score My Heart // Chapter Ten

I was furious. There were a million thoughts going through my head at the moment. I was going to kill her, I thought, It's the only sensible way to deal with this. She must die.

Sidney had stayed for a bit to comfort me, and said he'd ask me that question some other time, that now I should just relax. I had felt so serene when he was sitting next to me, and when he left all my anger towards Chanelle had come back. She had ruined my night, and just about my life if it wasn't for the fact that I was such a wuss when it came to Sidney. I had just taken out a pad of paper to plan her destruction when Callie walked into the room, looking unusually smug.

"How was your night?" She asked, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Excellent. I had a fucking excellent time." I snapped at her.

"Woah, easy there missy." She said, taken aback by my icy tone. "What's the problem?"

"The problem is that if I murder Chanelle while she's sleeping, I'll probably get kicked out of here, then my parents will scold me and I'll end up in jail. THAT'S the problem."

"She getting on your nerves?" Callie asked applying clear lipgloss, obviously uninterested.

"My. Last. One." I looked at her, "You going somewhere?"

"Out. With Tyler." She said, picking up her purse.

I shot her a disgusted look. 

"Gross. Why?" 

"Because. I like him, he's funny."

"Gee, there's a moral."

"Oh, whatever, I'm leaving. I'll probably not be back tonight."

I made a gagging sound as she exited her room and grabbed my phone and texted Tyler.

Callie? R u fucking serious?!?

No response. 

Oh, he's dead to me. I thought. 

Ugh, he wouldn't do anything with her. He's too smart for that. Shit. No he's not.

I groaned as I read the text he had sent me. 

Oh yes, I am quite serious! She's HOTTTT! :P

I glared at my phone as if to say 'how could you possibly shown this on my screen you technological bitch.'

Go die.

IPBS Instant Messaging.

RoxanneTremblay: Help. Me.

TessCallaway: Uh, hello to you to!

TessCallaway: How are youuu? Haven't heard ANYTHING from you.

RoxanneTremblay: Yeah. Been a bit occupied.

TessCallaway: How may I assist you today?

RoxanneTremblay: How do you destroy a conceited blonde bitch.

TessCallaway: Making lots of friends are we?

RoxanneTremblay: TESS!!

TessCallaway: Sorry, sorry. But if I were you, I wouldn't do anything about it. That just gives her the attention she obviously wants. 

RoxanneTremblay: I honestly don't think I'm capable of doing that.

TessCallaway: Just, give it a try. If she continues to harass you, I'm coming down there ;)

RoxanneTremblay: If I try, will you give me a cookie?

TessCallaway: Of course, Roxy ;)

RoxanneTremblay: Fine. 

So, that was no help. I thought, But I'll give it a try, that's if I don't rip her hair out the next time I see her. Woah, Rox, what's with the masochist thoughts? That's not you.

When I heard my phone whirl off, I could've thrown it at the wall. But I decided to at least check who it was before I went off throwing a $200 phone at my mirror. 

Sidney. 

Oh god.

I still feel horrible about today :(

I DISGUST MYSELF.

So sorry ...

I felt a smile crack at the side of my lips as I read the message. God, I thought, he's adorable.

Aw, it's okay. 

If I was here I would've thrown myself at you too ;)

Good.

Because you're the one I really want.

Score My Heart // Chapter Nine

I rolled out of bed the next day to find Callie already gone. I looked at the clock and saw it was 8:30, I groaned and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth and have a shower. I turned on the shower, got undressed, then jumped in. The steaming water felt good on my muscles that were so tense from the past day. I smiled to myself as I remembered that I'd be seeing Sidney again. I got out of the shower and quickly got dressed for the day. It was colder today, so I pulled on a navy blue American Apparel sweater and a pair of grey jeans. I sat on my bed and brushed out my wet, long brown hair, and I heard my phone beep. I reached across to my dresser to see two new messages, one from Sidney and one from Callie. 

I'm coming at nine. Be ready.

-Sid.

We're going shopping today. Wanna come?

-Cal

I jotted back a quick 'Already am' to Sidney and a 'Sorry, already got plans with Tyler today' to Callie. I prayed that she'd fall for it, and not two seconds later, I got a message back.

Fine. But you're missing out.

I sighed and went over to my mirror to out on my makeup for the day, just eyeliner and grey eyeshadow. I was walking over to my bed to get a headband, when I heard somewhat of a commotion outside. I peeped outside of the door and saw Chanelle mauling Sidney across from my dorm. I closed the door quietly, sat on the edge of my bed, and watched as tears started forming in my eyes. 

I should've known a guy like that wouldn't fall for a girl like me. I was too plain. 

I heard a knock on my door a minute later, but I ignored it. I couldn't see anyone right now. It didn't matter if it was Sidney, or Tyler, or Chanelle. I wasn't going to take crap from anyone now. My world was crashing down, I haven't been this sad in a long time. I may had only known the guy for a week, but I'd never felt anything remotely close to what I felt with Sidney. The knocking continued for the next ten minutes. Whoever it was, they sure weren't giving up too easy. I heard the person on the other side of the door sigh, and I assumed they had given up. I layed face down on my pillow when I heard them speak.

"C'mon, Roxy, open the door" Sidney pleaded.

"Why? So you can tell me how much you like Chanelle's tongue down your throat?" I snapped back icily. 

"No, please, open up so I can explain." His tone was desperate. 

I crossed my arms and opened the door. 

"What?" I asked, furious.

Down the hall I could see Chanelle smirking, leaning against her door. I wanted to go down and give her a giant slap in the face, dug on her shoulder length blonde hair and ask her why the FUCK she would ruin the one good thing I had right now.

"I-I'm sorry," he said, "It wasn't me, I swear, she threw herself at me." he looked at his feet.

I couldn't help but forgive him, the almond shaped brown eyes drew me right in. I sighed, feeling defeated, then just curled up in his arms. 

"I really am sorry," he whispered into my hair.

"I know, I forgive you." I murmured as tears started streaming down my face.

What the fuck? Was I turning into a big softy? 

Score My Heart // Chapter Eight

I dug through my purse looking for my key, and opened the door. Callie was sitting on her bed reading Us Weekly in her Pitt t-shirt and sweats with her blonde hair in a pony tail and glasses perched on her nose. When she heard me come in, she looked up from her magazine and greeted me in a tone that was quite unusual to use when you were supposedly enraged at your roommate. 

"How was your date?" she asked.

"Oh, um, fine" I said, confused.

"Look, can we talk?" 

"Uh, sure." I said and took a seat next to her on the bed.

"I'm really sorry about how I acted earlier, Roxy. I was way out of line, I guess I was just disappointed that it wasn't me going on a date with Sidney." she said in a sincere tone.

"Oh, well it wasn't your fault, I mean, you said you liked him and I said yes anyways, I felt bad."

"I was just wondering if we can put this all behind us and start over?" She asked, her eyes pleading.

"Works for me."

I heard a knock on the door, and I went to answer it. Standing there was Tyler with a dozen roses in his hand. 

"Uh, Ty, I appreciate it and everything, but you're my cousin. I don't have feelings for you like that," I joked.

"Hahaha," he replied, sarcastically. "Sidney dropped these off, asked me to give them to you."

I took the roses from Tyler's hands and set them down on the dresser. Attached to the bouquet was a note.

Tomorrow? 

I'd like to use that one question...

-Sidney

I felt my smile grow wider and wider as I read the note. I turned around to see Callie pretending as if she hadn't seen the roses. 

"Everything all right with you two?" Tyler asked, pointing his head in Callie's direction.

"Yeah, I think so." I replied.

"Well I'll let you two be then," Tyler said bowing his way out of the dorm.

I sat down on my bed and pulled out my phone sending a quick text to Sidney before doing damage control with Callie. 

Tomorrow it is.

I put away my phone as I turned to Callie, with sorry eyes.

"Who are those from," she asked, putting on a coat of red nail polish.

"My mom, she's just congratulating me on finding a job here" I lied. 

"Well, that's very sweet of her," she said, uninterested. "I'm going to bed, I've got a game tomorrow night." Callie said putting away the nail polish.

"Oh, yeah, um, me too. I've got a big day tomorrow."

It was true, I did have a big day tomorrow, whatever that question was, I'd need to be prepared for it.

IPBS Instant Messaging,

ChanelleFortin: You make up with her?

CallieDola: Uh, yeah.

ChanelleFortin: She fall for it?

CallieDola: I think so.

CallieDola: So, what's next?

ChanelleFortin: It's my turn next. You just sit back and watch the show.

Score My Heart // Chapter Seven

We walked out of Waverly, to the parking lot where Sidney’s silver Range Rover was parked. He opened the side door for me and I thanked him and hopped in.

“Since I don’t know much about you, how about we play 20 questions?” I asked.

“Likewise, you start” he said back, putting the keys in the ignition.

“Okay, we’ll start with the easy stuff,” I said, “Where are you from?”

“Coal Harbor, Nova Scotia. You?”

“I’m from Ottawa, born and raised.”

“Any siblings?” he asked.

“Just one, Jake, he’s 17, you?”

“I’ve got a little sister, Taylor, she’s 11”

We arrived at Kiku, a trendy looking Japanese restaurant in downtown Pittsburgh.

“Hope you like sushi,” he said.

“Love it,” I said.

We walked in the door, and the waiter seated us at a booth. Sid took my jacket and hung it up on a hook nearby. When he returned and sat down he asked,

“So, what did you think of me when you first saw me?”

“Well, uh” I looked at my feet, “I thought you were pretty cute, actually”

“Huh, that’s funny, that’s exactly what I thought about you.” He flashed me a million dollar smile, and my face completely lit up.

We talked and asked questions for what seemed like ages, he asked me things about home, and my family, little things like what my favorite movie was: Slapshot, and what my favorite artist was: John Lennon. Occasionally the odd fan would come up to him and ask for autographs, and he’d never decline. He’s always happily pose for a picture, or sign a jersey.

“So, what’s the best thing about your job?” I asked.
“The paycheck?” he joked.
“No,”’ I laughed “Seriously.”
“Seriously?” He asked.
“Yes.”
“Two things, One, I get to do what I love every day, and two, the joy I see kids get just by taking a picture with them. It’s an… unbelievable feeling. They have grins on their faces from ear-to-ear, it just makes me feel like I can do anything. Like I’m Superman to them”
“Wow, that’s deep, Crosby” I said, stunned.
“It’s weird, but it just always makes me feel good when I can make someone else happy.” He said sighing.
“Is there any flaws with you?” I asked.
“You’ll have to figure that out on our second date.”
“So, you’re saying there’s going to be a second date? I must’ve done something right.”
“You have no idea,” he said, and I could feel the color coming to my cheeks.
Thank god this restaurant was dimmed, I thought.
“You have one question left,” I pointed out.
“I think I’ll save that one,” he said, grinning.

We finished our dinner, California Rolls and chicken, and headed to the car. He opened the door for me to get it, then quickly got in his side. We were on our way back to the dorm, listening to Bruce Springsteen on the radio, when I asked,
“What are you saving that question for?”
“Hm, not sure yet, but I think it’ll come in handy sometime” He said. 

And with that, he parked the car and grabbed my hand, leading me to the door of my dorm.

“So, uh, I had a great time tonight,” I managed to sputter out.
“Mm, me too.” He said leaning a bit closer to me.
“Is this, uh the awkward doorstep moment?” I asked.
“Who said anything about this being awkward?” he asked.

He grabbed my chin so that I looked directly into his deep caramel eyes, and then ever so slowly, leant in and gave me one, soft, kiss. My breath accelerated and I put my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss as my heart started racing. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, but we never once broke the kiss. After what seemed like hours, we finally pulled away.

“Goodnight, Roxy” he said, his fresh breath blowing over my face.
“N-night, Sid” I stuttered back.

I couldn’t find words to say, I was still in so much shock from the kiss, that I was shaking. My lips were tingling as if they were asking for more, and my knees were completely dead. I was spinning, and that was only the first date.

Score My Heart // Chapter 6

We got back to our dorm, and Callie still hadn’t said anything. We brushed our teeth and took showers in silence, then finally while we were in bed, trying to sleep she spoke;
“So, are you going out with Sidney tomorrow?” she asked quietly.
“Yeah,” I murmured back “Are you OK with that?”
“No, not really” She said coldly. “I like him y’know”
“I know, I’m sorry, but you haven’t even spoken to him, it’s just a date,” I whispered back.
And with that she turned her back to me, and shut off the lights.

The next day I spent most of my time helping Tyler pick out a wardrobe, because his taste in clothes was repelling all female life forms, and he was desperate. We shopped around for a bit, picking up things from Hollister and American Eagle, then stopped for ice cream.

“So,” he said taking a lick out of his Pistachio cone “I hear you’ve got a date with Sidney Crosby tonight”
“How’d you know that?” I asked
“Callie told me,” he stated. “Is it true?”
I felt my cheeks flush, “Yeah, it is.”
“Just tell me if he tries to grab-ass you, I think I can take him,” Tyler said.
I laughed, it was true, Tyler was a giant, at 6’7” he’d take Sidney down in no time.
“She seemed pretty pissed when she told me, is everything alright with you guys?” He asked with an eyebrow raised.
“Um, no, not really, she’s pretty angry, she likes him and all” I said taking a jab at my lemon sorbet. “It’s awkward.”
Tyler just shrugged his shoulders and continued stuffing his face with his ice cream, which was his way of saying he’s going to stay out of it.

I got back to my dorm to find Callie gone, but her signature scent of Vera Wang Princess was still lingering in the room. I sighed and plopped down on the bed. I looked at my clock then jumped up and headed for the washroom. It was 7:30, and Sidney would be here any minute. I took a rapid speed shower, washing my hair as quickly as possible. I wrapped a towel around myself, brushed my hair and teeth then started to apply my makeup. I had just finished my eyeliner when I heard a knock on my door. I ran over and opened it, to find Sidney, dressed in a blue striped collared shirt and jeans; his curls gelled back, looking utterly shocked. Shit. I’m still in my towel, I realized.
“I love your outfit for tonight, really I do, but I’m not sure the restaurant will let you in like that.” Sidney noted, laughing.
“Uh, yeah, sorry, I’m running late. Give me a minute while I change ok?” I felt myself blush.
“Yeah sure.”

I grabbed my outfit out of the top of my dresses then ran into the bathroom to change. Ten minutes later I bolted out of the door wearing a red strapless dress with black skinny jeans and a black wrap sweater. I walked over to Sidney, to see him looking almost as shocked as he did when I first opened the door.
“Wow,” he said, “You look beautiful”
“Thanks,” I said with a smile on my face, “Let’s go.”
He grabbed my arm and we walked down the hall, passing by Chanelle who shot me a glare that said that Callie had definitely talked to her. I just shrugged it off, I felt so comfortable in Sidney’s grasp that whatever Callie and Chanelle were planning didn’t matter. I’d deal with that later, right now, I was on Cloud Nine. And the date hadn’t even started yet.

Score My Heart // Chapter Five

The next night I got a call from Jordan, asking me if I wanted to go see their first home game that day. I looked at the clock hung above my bed, it was 3:30 and I still had a bunch of things to do, but I had never been to a NHL game before so I decided to put all my work aside and go to the game. I sent Callie a text asking her if she wanted to go and she responded by saying ‘Uh, duh’ I borrowed Callie’s old oversized Lemieux jersey, rolled up the sleeves to just below the elbows, applied clear lipgloss and a light coat of eyeliner, grabbed the keys to my Mini, and bolted out of the door to pick up Callie from lacrosse practice.

We got to the arena an hour before the game just in time to see the warmup. Our seats were right by the glass in the Penguins end so the guys would line up next to the boards and shoot us quick grins before blasting the puck in the back of the next. Sidney skated up next to where we were sitting, saw me, and dropped his stick. He muttered something to himself as he went to go pick it up while Callie and I were giggling at him.

“God, he’s so cute, don’t you think” Callie asked.

“Yeah,” I agreed.

“I feel bad for him, he doesn’t seem to have many friends” She said

“He does seem like the quiet type,” I agreed.

“Did you talk to him at all last night?”

“No, not really, you?”

“No, I was way too shy, I mean, he’s SIDNEY CROSBY!” She exclaimed.

We watched them skate around for the next 20 minutes occasionally making comments about how ridiculous Colby looked when he danced around to the music blaring in the arena. We saw the Pens win 4-2 over the Chicago Blackhawks, and when the final buzzer went off, I saw Jordan skate over and make a gesture with his head that said to come down to the locker room.

We bolted down the halls, not really knowing where we were going, but eventually found the locker rooms. There was an employee there who asked for our passes. Just after I told him we didn’t have any, Geno came bursting out of the locker room with Tyler and Kris, and said “It’s OK, they with us” then shot me a wink.

We walked into the room to hear ‘Taking Care of Business’ blasting from the radio, and saw the team putting away their equipment. Colby sprinted over to us and put me into a headlock and said “Heeeeeeeeey, guys. Looks like you’re our lucky charm tonight” I laughed and went to congratulate the guys.

There were a group of guys all around Sidney, and it looked like they were convincing him to go do something. Marc shoved him in my direction and Sidney shot me a quick grin and started walking over.

“Hey, Roxy” he said sheepishly.

“Hey, congrats, Sidney” I said curious about what their conversation could’ve possible been about.

“Thanks, so, uh, I was wondering if you maybe wanted to go get dinner or lunch with me sometime.” He said, looking at his feet.

I looked at Callie who was talking animatedly to Jordan by the exit of the locker room, then back to Sid, with his eyes still glued to the floor, here asking me out.

I smiled and said, “Sure, I’d love that! But you’ll have to teach me a thing or two on hockey.”

He looked up from the ground and a huge smile spread across his face, like a kid on Christmas morning.

“So, uh, tomorrow night?” he asked excitedly.

I laughed, “Yeah, sounds good.”

“I’ll pick you up at eight then,” he stated.

“Alright, see you then”

And with that I said bye to the guys and headed out of the room, ignoring the dirty looks I was getting from Callie. She must’ve over heard the conversation.



IPBS Instant Messaging.
CallieDola: I need ur help
ChanelleFortin: Hm, and what would that be for?
CallieDola: You know the new girl, Roxanne?
ChanelleFortin: Uhuh.
CallieDola: Turns out she’s not as sweet as she puts out to be. She must be destroyed.
ChanelleFortin: So, what did you have in mind?

Score My Heart // Chapter Four

We met up with Chanelle, Stella, Jessica, Ashley and two other girls I hadn’t met before: Gabriella and Marina.

We all hopped into Chanelle’s black Range Rover, and headed to a place called Les Deux in downtown Pittsburgh. All eight of us grabbed a seat at a booth, and the analyzing began.

“So, how old are you?” Ashley asked.

“I’m 18”

“Where are you from?” asked Gabriella

“Ottawa”

“Do you like it at Mac?”

“Yes, so far, I think it’s great”

The questions went on and on asking me the basics; if I had a boyfriend, did I see anyone I was interested in, … etcetera, etcetera.

Callie had been awfully quiet, and I was kind of hoping she’d be the one to save me from this group of materialistic bimbos. Suddenly Callie spoke up.

“Your cousin’s really nice,” she noted

“Yeah, I know, he’s been my best friend since as far as I can remember” I replied

“He’s kinda cute too,” she stated

“Uh, I guess so,” I replied awkwardly

“Does he have a girlfriend?”

“Um, no, not that I know of. Why?”

“Well, I was just wondering,”

“Okay,” I said. But a part of me wasn’t so sure.

We continued finished our meal and ordered a round of vodka martinis, and luckily, nobody got carded. We sat there for what seemed like hours, until a group of guys walked into the room, wearing jeans and t-shirts, and grabbed a seat in the booth next to us.

“Man, Coach was really working us today,” I heard one of them say with a sigh.

“Yeah, I’m dead tired,” another one with a familiar accent agreed.

I peeked up to see who the familiar voice belonged to, and saw the somewhat of a ‘big shot’ goaltender Tyler had scorned me about not recognizing at the airport. I came back to the conversation at our table and turned to mutter something to Callie.

“Hey, you know that Crosby guy you have on your wall?” I asked

“Yeah?” She responded eagerly.

“Did you say he played here in Pittsburgh?”

“Yeah, he plays here.”

I slid out from the bench I was sitting on and walked by their table once, to see if he would remember me. And he did.

“Hey, airport girl!” He exclaimed.

I spun around on my heels and turned to face their table with a smile on my face, these guys were pretty good looking.

“Oh, uh, hey, Marc, was it?” I said realizing I sounded quite idiotic.

“Yeah that’s me,” he replied grinning from ear-to-ear, “I’d like to introduce you to the boys here; Geno, Colby, Jordan, and Sidney.”

I greeted them all, noticing that Geno was indeed Russian, and that Colby’s accent definitely tipped him off as a Saskatchewan-er.

“You want to join us?” Jordan asked with a grin on his face.

“Um,”

I looked to the girls I was supposedly having dinner with.

They won’t miss me, I thought. But maybe I should invite Callie over.

“Sure,” I finally responded “I hope you guys don’t mind my friend Callie coming aswell?”

“No, not at all,” Colby grinned “the more the merrier.”

I laughed as Sidney reached across the table to slap him in the arm.

“Sorry, sorry” Colby said sheepishly. “You’re right, I shouldn’t be hitting on other girls when Melissa’s going to be here any minute”

“Thatta boy Colby,” Jordan said, “Stay true to your woman”

“Or in Geno’s case, women” Sidney added and the entire table laughed.

“I’ll be right back,” I said with a smile on my face, “I’m just going to go get her.”
I walked back to the table to fetch Callie, reminding my self how to breathe.

Damn, those guys we’re good-looking. Especially Sidney.

I tapped Callie on the shoulder and told her to follow me. I led her to the table where she stood, wide-eyed, staring directly at Sidney. I’m pretty sure she’d already forgotten all about Tyler.

“Guys, this is my friend Callie, Callie, this is Marc, Jordan, Geno and Sidney” I said.

“Yeah, yeah I know who they all are,” she said quickly, her cheeks flushing as she realized what she’d said. “Oh! I mean nice to meet you guys.”

“Grab a seat, ladies” Marc said pointing to the bench.

We sat and talked for what seemed like hours, about no topic in particular. But I couldn’t help but notice that while Callie kept her eyes glued to Sidney, he kept his on me. At one point, I caught him. I saw him staring out of the corner of my eye as I was talking animatedly with Colby about our affinity for chocolate milk. I felt my cheeks flush as I looked back to Colby who was eyeing us both suspiciously.

“What?” I asked him laughing.

“Oh nothing, just our captain’s checking you out right now” Colby said rather loudly.

“Oh,” I said feeling myself blush, turning a deeper shade of red than my crimson nail polish.

“It’s weird because I haven’t seen him look at a girl like that in a while” Colby said frowning.

“Why not? I mean, girls must throw themselves at him all the time.” I said

“Yeah, but he never seems interested in them. And just when we were all starting to think he was gay”

I laughed and sipped my Coke, staring curiously at Sidney. We finished our drinks then said goodbye the the guys before exchanging phone numbers and e-mails. I turned to Sidney who gave me a sheepish smile as he handed me a slip of paper with his e-mail on it. Could he possibly like me?

No, I thought Callie wouldn’t allow it.

IPBS Instant Messaging.

CallieDola: Hey, thanks for inviting me to dinner.

RoxanneTremblay: No problem (:

CallieDola: I owe you one, I mean I got Sidney Crosby’s phone #!

RoxanneTremblay: It was no big deal really

CallieDola: How do you know those guys anyways?

RoxanneTremblay: I nearly broke every bone in Marc’s body at the airport.

CallieDola: Hahaha, that sounds exactly like you.

CallieDola: I think Sidney might really like me…

RoxanneTremblay: Uhuh. Sure.

ChanelleFortin: Hey, where did you disappear to last night?

CallieDola: Oh, sorry, Roxy invited me to have dinner with the Penguins!

ChanelleFortin: The Penguins?

CallieDola: Yeah. Wasn’t that nice?

ChanelleFortin: Interesting…

Score My Heart // Chapter Three

When we arrived at Immaculata Preparatory Boarding School, I couldn’t help but gape and stare. The building was gorgeous. It was all done up in grey stone and mahogany wood, and there were vines that covered most of the walls on the exterior of the school.

“Wow,” I said, stunned, “This is beautiful.”

“Yeah, It’s alright.” Tyler responded. He was never one for appreciating much. “Let’s go find our dorms”

We started walking up the immense grey steps that led up to the big mahogany doors with the Immaculata crest engraved in the wood, and opened the door to our new life.

We walked around aimlessly for a couple minutes, taking in the artwork and marble floors that made up the inside of the school. Stopping for just a minute to stare mouth open at the huge water fountain that was located in the main floor of the lobby. We found our way to the reception office, where we asked for the keys and directions to our dorms.

“The boys dorms are in the Cawdor building, just across the lacrosse field, and the girls dorms are in the Waverly building, across from the library” The receptionist said in a bored tone that said she really hated her job.

“Thank you very much.” I said with a smile on my face as I grabbed my bags and headed across campus in search for my building.

It didn’t take me long to find the Waverly building. There was a huge burgundy sign outside the building that said in a navy blue font ‘Welcome to the Waverly Dorm’.

I opened the door to my new house, and noticed a group of perky-looking blondes gossiping next to the foyer, all crowded around the one girls’ phone, who must be the leader of the pack. The girl glanced up at me and put on her fakest smile and said;

“Hi! I’m Chanelle. You must be new here” She said flipping her long blonde hair over her shoulder.

“Hi, um, yeah, I’m new. My name’s Roxanne Tremblay” I managed to stutter out.

“This is Jessica, Callie, Stella, and Ashley,” She said pointing to the minions.

“Hey,” I said in the most un-cool way ever.

“I think you’ll fit right in here” Jessica said

“Yeah,” Stella said “You’re like, super gorgeous”

“Oh, thanks.” I said, my cheeks turning pink.

“What dorm are you in?” Ashley asked.

“Uh,” I reached for the paper the unfriendly receptionist had given me. “304”

“No way!” Callie squealed. “You’re my roomie”

“Oh, that’s great!”

“I can show you to our dorm if you want”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea. I’m a bit lost”

“Follow me.”

Callie took me by the hand, leading me up three sets of stairs and into room 304. There were two single beds in the room, one by the window, and one against the far wall. There were two dressers side-by-side next to the door that led to our own bathroom. There was a desk that separates to two beds, and on it was a silver Apple laptop. Callie had taken the bed next to the window, I noticed, and she had put up a corkboard on the wall next to it.

I dumped my bags onto my bed, and went over to look at her board. On it were dozens and dozens of pictures of the same guy. He had short brown hair and deep caramel brown eyes. He had somewhat of girly lips, and a strong jaw-line. Hell, he was fucking hot.

“Who’s that?” I asked curiously.

Callie laughed, “Oh, that’s Sidney Crosby. He’s a pretty big deal around here. Not to mention the fact that he’s absolutely adorable.”

“Is he a…baseball player?”

Callie giggled, “No, he’s a hockey player. He actually plays here in Pittsburgh”

“Oh,” I laughed, “Please excuse my sport handicap-ness. I’m kind of clueless”

“That’s alright,” Callie smiled, “I’ll teach you a couple things”

“Do you play?” I asked

“Yeah, I’m actually on the team here. You should sign up, it’s a riot. And a really good type of exercise, great for the legs”

“Yeah, maybe I will, but I’ve played road hockey with my cousin before, and I’m pretty bad”

Callie laughed and helped me unpack my clothes from my suitcase and put them in my dresser, making the occasional remark about how she desperately needs to take me shopping.

“So, where are from?” Callie asked

“Ottawa, it’s in Canada” I replied.

“Oh yeah, the capitol, right?”

“Yeah, that’s it”

“I’m from Chicago”

“I’ve always wanted to go to Chicago, I hear the shopping is great over there”

“Oh, it is. I’ll take you some time, show you all the cool clubs.”

“That would be great”

“Hey, you know what, a bunch of girls are going out for dinner tonight, want to come?”

I agreed to go then went to take a shower and get ready for a night out with the girls I’d have to get along with for the next two years. But there was still that feeling in my stomach that the Chanelle girl wasn’t the nice face she showed everyone.

I finished my shower and started rummaging through my clothes looking for something to wear. First impressions count, and I didn’t want everyone to think that I lived in an Igloo and drove a Polar Bear to school. I decided on a pair of grey skinny jeans topped with the chocolate brown mid thigh dress Tess had forced me to buy and my pair of white leather peep-toe wedges.

I heard the door knock and when I went to answer it, I saw Tyler standing there in his jeans and Kelowna Rockets jersey.

He stared at me for about a minute and then screamed "Holy fuck monkeys, someone's been reading InStyle!"

I laughed then invited him inside just as Callie walked out of the washroom in a purple summer dress that accented her gorgeous blonde hair.

“Callie, this is my cousin Tyler. Ty, this is my roommate Callie.” I said

“He-llo there, Callie” Tyler said, obviously very into the fact my roommate’s a ‘hottie’.

“Hi, um, Tyler.” Callie said back, blushing.

“So, we should be going soon Callie” I said, hoping to end the awkward silence that had started.

“Yeah, we need to go meet the other girls in the foyer now” she said.

We said goodbye to Tyler, and he raised his eyebrows at Callie in the she’s-so-fucking-hot way he knows I hate. I rolled my eyes at my hormonal cousin as we headed for the foyer.

Score My Heart // Chapter Two

Once my flight landed in Pittsburgh, everything was a blur. It was like a whirlwind. Tyler had gone to go fetch a cab and I was stuck at the exit of the terminal by myself in an unknown city. Great. Everything was moving by so quickly that I didn’t have the time to realize where I was going and I ended up knocking right into a twenty-something guy with brown hair cut just above the ears.

“Oh, shit. I’m sorry” I exclaimed “I wasn’t really watching where I was going”

“That’s okay,” the man laughed. He spoke in a French Canadian accent. “I wasn’t paying any particular attention either.”

I smiled at the stranger as he extended his hand and said “Hi, I’m Marc”

“Hello,” I beamed, “I’m Roxanne”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Roxanne”

Tyler walked into the airport just as I was in the middle of a conversation with him. Tyler’s face was shell-shocked. He was completely stunned. I wondered if there was anything in my teeth or something.

“I’m sorry,” I told Marc, “I have to go, it looks like my cousin got us a cab”

“Of course,” Marc said politely, “I should be going too, but I hope to see you again”

I went to walk over to Tyler to ask him what the fuck was his problem, but he was already on his way over to me.

“Do you REALIZE who you were just talking to?” He asked in a tone that questioned my sanity.

“Um, no?” I said, “Do you know him?”

“That was fucking Marc-Andre Fleury!” Tyler practically screamed.

“Who’s that?” I asked feeling extremely stupid now

“Are you shitting me right now? He’s only one of the NHL’s ELITE goaltenders, not to mention a SUPERSTAR over here in Pittsburgh” Tyler said rolling his eyes.

“Oh,” I said, “I didn’t know”

“What did you say to him?” Ty asked.

“Oh, well I just about concussed him because I walked right into him, so I just apologized, he seems like a nice guy.”

“Yeah, I bet. Congrats, Rox, you’ve been in Pittsburgh for less than 20 minutes and you’ve already met a celebrity.”

Tyler’s tone was just oozing with jealousy. I almost felt bad that I didn’t recognize Marc, I could’ve introduced them.

Tess was right, I thought. Maybe Pittsburgh won’t be that bad after all…

Score My Heart // Chapter One

“I just can’t believe you’re moving!” Tess exclaimed for the hundredth time in five minutes. “What am I supposed to do without you?” She asked.


“I know,” I replied with a sad smile etched across my face. It was hard moving away from a place you’ve spent you’re entire life in. “I’m going to miss you so much.”


Tess continued to unpack whatever I had just managed to store into my suitcase at a rhythmical pace. And every time she did, I insisted that I had to finish packing by tomorrow night, and she ripping everything I had just put away wasn’t exactly helping.


“I just mean, Ottawa is the only place you’ve ever really known and now your parents expect you to just pack up your things and move to Pittsburgh for the next two and a half years?” Tess said while throwing out my purple pyjama bottoms from my suitcase. “It just doesn’t make sense.”


“That’s true, Tess,” I said while I put the PJs back into the case and continued to move around the room looking for anything my best friend may have hidden from me while I wasn’t looking. “But my parents said that IPBS has a great program for academically advanced students looking to get into Ivy League schools, and you know how much I want to get into Yale next year.”


“Yeah whatever,” She rolled her eyes and gave up on ever trying to fully complete her task of stalling my trip “But Prom is coming up next week and I think Dylan’s going to ask me,” She said while examining the split ends of her dirty blonde shoulder-length hair. “I was hoping you’d come dress shopping with me and then we’d all go together”


“It’s not like I chose this, Tess. I want to stick around, Ottawa’s the only place I’ll ever really be able to call home.”


It was true, for the past seventeen years of my life, Ottawa, Ontario was my home. I spent summers playing road hockey with my two younger brothers --although I was likely the most horrible player in road hockey history-- and winters skating on the Canal and eating Beaver Tails. My friends and I would spend every Saturday night doing our nails and eating caramel corn while we went on and on for hours about last night’s episode of Gossip Girl or 90210. It was going to be tough to leave.


Just then, we heard a knock on my door, it was my cousin, Tyler, who was calling us downstairs for dinner. Tyler had been like a big brother to me my entire life, even though he lived in B.C. At least I wasn’t moving to Pittsburgh by myself. I thought as we made our way downstairs. At least I’ll have Tyler with me to keep me company.


I coughed down the pizza my cousin had ordered for us and headed back up to my room to rant to Tess about how much my life’s going to suck in the Burgh.


“You know what,” she said “tonight is your last night in Ottawa, we should go out”


She’s right. I thought. We should have one last wild night together.


“Sounds like a plan. We should go to Nine for a couple of hours for martinis, I’m in a desperate need for a pick-me-up”


“Okay. Roxanne, you know, Pittsburgh might not be all that bad. Hey, you might even meet some pretty famous hockey players”


Yeah right. I thought. Nothing like that could ever happen to me .