A TASTE FROM THE POPULAR HOCKEY PLAYER

HUNTER

I get whatever I want, you just name it. My parents were filthy rich and I was in the school’s hockey team, and that was synonymous to everyone falling for my feet

Girls wanted to date me, while guys wanted to be me

My words alone was like a worship everyone listened to, cool right? And I was getting more famous day by day

My team were training hard, our goal was to advance to the nationals and not stop playing at high school, hockey was really my dream, my life, that was why when one of my teammates got injured during the playoffs with another fucking school, it hit me right on the chest

“Parademics… get the parademics.. call the fucking ambulance”

Out of everyone that were screaming, mine was the loudest, cause I couldn’t afford anything that would bring me down, but at the end of the day, we got to know he was never coming back

Hold on, he didn’t die or anything, but he had fractured a bone or whatever, the summary was he could no longer play, leaving our team a member short

My rage knew no bounds, but then after one practice, the rest of my mates dragged me, and brought me to the middle

“We know you pissed”

I didn’t reply to Marco, one of my teammates that asked, I just sipped the water and listened to whatever shit he and the rest had to say

And that became the birth of my new motive.

“There is this guy, he was transferred, and according to records, he is good at hockey, maybe the best”

“Am the best!”

I snapped back, but i didn’t walk away, cause I wanted to know where it was leading to

Neither of them took offense and another one took off from where marco had left off

“But the only problem is that he never talks to anyone, he stays all by himself

“Does he thinks he’s fucking mysterio”

Another chips in and few started to laugh

“Not even the teacher can get him to talk, crazy right?”

“And…

I lifted my eyebrows up, cause if not even the teachers can get him to talk, what exactly do they want from me, I wanted a new teammate and fast, someone who can play, yes, but I was no begger, I could have just walked away, told them that we would find someone better, but Steven, another one for my teammates just had to bring up the dare that put me on a tight sit

“You are THE Hunter BIlls…”

He tapped my shoulder

“So we know you can definitely get him in…” a voice from the other end said

“Everyone listens to you…”

Another said, and I should have been feeling like a king because of their words, but not today

Today, something for the first time twisted, as if my inituion was telling me this was never going to end well, but I had pride, and a lot of it, so I couldn’t bring myself down as the God in the eyes of my teammates and the entire school

Nor could I let my title be destroyed because of some motherfucker, so that they can go gossiping to everyone that someone was able to refuse me. My pride would be hurt, so i agreed foolishly, and they all hyped me

“Five days till the next game, cap”

Another person tapped my shoulder again

Fuck, it was now that they were telling me

How could I even let such important information slip just like that myself

I rolled my eyes, cause I forgot about it.

To crack Mr. mysterio, do they possibly expect five days to be enough for me?, but I couldn’t back out now, now could I?

“Fine fine”

I nodded and we all departed and I began my mission, but it became so much harder than I thought, cause Mr. Mysterio never really did associated himself with anyone in the school

Not a single soul, he was a fucking weirdo

But little by little, at some point it started to get me intrigued and my mission tweaked a little bit, I wanted to crack him, not only for my teammmates and my dream from getting crushed, but wanted to know what plays on that head of his

I would turn down all the beautiful ladies offering themselves to get fucked by me, just so I could watch him, monitor him, my eyes started to spend almost on the time staring at him from head to toe, that it got registered on my brain involuntarily what height he was, what the colour of his eyes was, his hair, his walking step, how he never smiles as if he was fighting with the entire world

I knew everything, but my time was running out

I spent two days out of the five days just observing him like a test subject, but I needed to act fast

By the third day, I started to try to approach him, but he fucking made it impossible to do anything

He ruled out all my plans of talking to him

He plays the game better than I do and all those things pissed the fuck out of me

Who does he think he is to distant himself from me, I was so pissed that my ego couldn’t even let me sugarcoat it that maybe he was just scared of me

I doubted it, cause his eyes told me he didn’t give two flying fucks about me

But one thing about me was that I wasn’t the kind that back out so easily

“Hey!”

It was after school, everyone had gone home, but strangely and luckily for me, he stayed back to do some shit

Maybe he had a fight with his girlfriend or his parents or something, that’s why he didn’t leave early

I scoffed out when I saw him from afar, he was leaving, walking up to his car

Yes, he was the rich kind as well, but no one would be as perfect as me

I walked up to him, before he could reach it, cause he didn’t look like the person that would be kind enough not to zoom away and listen to my rants

I needed this fucker in two days time, so this was probably the only chance I might ever have, so I did it

“Hey!”

I called out to him, i didn’t waited until I walked up to him and try to start a conversation like I did earlier today, cause God knows he’s gonna ignore the shit outta me again

I didn’t wanted that, fuck no

So maybe he would be into violence than doing something calmly

I was right, cause he stopped walking and looked back

“Have anyone told you it’s not nice to ignore someone, at least you gonna reply or acknowledge even if you don’t want to talk to them”

What the fuck was wrong with me, I sounded like a teacher, but the words came out before I could stop it

I mean that was the truth, but i didn’t wanted to tell him like a complete nerd or anything like that

Damnit!

I lowered my head and cursed, but when my eyes looked back at his face, I get the shock of my life

His lips twisted, it actually fucking twisted, he grinned a little, but then it faded away as if it was never there

Who exactly was this Mr. Mysterio