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7. FROYO
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LOVE ON THIN ICE 7. FROYO
Julian’s POV:The week before the hockey match was a slow blend of ice, stress, and coffee. The figure skating team had ramped up practice, double sessions, choreography polish and my psych minor decided that now was a great time to give me three essays and a reading list the size of a fucking dictionary.I mostly spent my mornings on the ice and running to my next class. My evenings were spent trying to write a paper on the understanding of grief and its effects on one’s mind. I knew it was due but I still hadn’t gotten through the first page.That says a lot for someone who would know a lot about grief.Gabrielle apologized for the cafeteria incident the very next day…. I probably shouldn’t have stormed off like that.I’m a bit of a drama queen, aren’t I? I told her it was fine though… I genuinely just wanted to pretend it never happened so I can move on with my life.Back to my misery, I have to get this paper done and the library picked today to be full. Of course it did.Ever
LOVE ON THIN ICE 6. MINIONS
Julian’s POV;The cafeteria went quiet.Not completely though, there was still the dull roar of chatter, forks clinking, and someone’s phone blasting the audio from a funny video from two tables away, but around our table, everything froze.Both of the new hockey idiots blinked at me like I’d just insulted their ancestors.Then, of course, Asher started laughing.It wasn’t a small laugh either. It was a full obnoxious laugh that shook his shoulders and made his stupid brown hair flop over his forehead. “You can’t just…….” he wheezed between laughs, “you can’t just open with that!”“I can when you invade my table,” I said with indifference.One of the boys had light brown hair and his eyes looked glossy, okay maybe too glossy. I don’t even want to know why.His grin was instant and easy, confidence radiating off him like cologne. He leaned forward, hand outstretched.“Name’s Ace,” he said. “Asher’s right-hand man.”I stared at his hand like it was contagious.The guy sitting beside me
LOVE ON THIN ICE 5. MORE…. PEOPLE???
Julian's POV;The central cafeteria was as loud as ever, there was a group of freshmen shrieking over social media videos like they’d just seen a goat do a backflip and the air smelled like greasy burgers, burnt coffee, and the tang of leftover garlic from someone’s late-night noodles. It was busy and exactly the kind of place I liked when I wanted to disappear. Now all that was remaining was an empty table, my bacon sandwich, and an hour of my alone time. That was it.But the universe hated me.I thought I’d beaten the odds today. Tray in hand, I found an empty table in the corner, the holy grail: out of the way, no easy angles for people to slide in from. I set my tray down carefully, the bacon sandwich looking like salvation, and I sat.Then Gabrielle happened.She dropped her backpack on the floor before plopping down opposite me while slamming her notepad on the table with a huff. “You are the worst,” she said immediately, as if we were continuing a conversation we’d never st
LOVE ON THIN ICE 4. JULES
Julian’s POV:The next morning, the rink smelled faintly of damp ice and cleaning chemicals. Practice started at eight sharp, and Coach Harris was already barking at us to warm up before I’d even finished lacing my boots.Our schedule was brutal today, six hours to drill the new routine we’d perform against Northeastern. It wasn’t the hardest choreography I’d ever done, not by a long shot.The transitions were clean, the lifts of the arms felt natural, and the footwork flowed easily under my blades. For me, anyway.The others? Not so much. Mind you, I’m being extremely humble.Half an hour in, two of the guys still weren’t hitting the timing on the turns, and one of the girls kept losing balance in the synchronized sequence. I caught Coach Harris pinching the bridge of his nose, muttering something about “seeing high school kids doing better.”“Julian,” he called, voice sharp. “Help Parker with his camel spin. We have to get this right before the match, people!”I sighed but skate
LOVE ON THIN ICE 3. ICE DIVA
Julian's POV:Lunch wasn’t supposed to be a social activity.At least, not for me.I found a quiet corner in the central dining hall and rushed towards it with my tray that held a bowl of noodles, a sandwich, and an apple I wasn’t sure I’d actually eat. Thankfully, the dining hall was half empty. Just the hum of other students at their own tables, chatter mixing with the clatter of trays. The kind of noise I could easily tune out.Halfway through eating my sandwich, a familiar voice rang across the table.“Wow, you really eat like a normal person. I don’t know why I thought figure skaters only ate salad and drank coffee.”I froze mid bite, a piece of lettuce hanging from my mouth. Then I looked up and of course, Gabrielle Tanaka was sitting and sliding her tray down across from me, grinning like we were best friends.I chewed and swallowed quickly before scowling. “What are you doing?”“Sitting,” she said simply, stabbing her fork into her butter chicken like she’d had been waiting
LOVE ON THIN ICE 2. DAY ONE
Julian's POV; My alarm dragged me out of sleep at seven sharp. I rolled out of bed without thinking, feet hitting the cold floor, mind already sour at the thought of the day. My apartment was small, too close to the university and neat because I couldn’t stand clutter.Everything was where it should be: my skates by the door, textbooks stacked on the desk, a half-empty mug from last night’s tea on the counter.Okay, Maybe too neat. I made a quick breakfast, toast and eggs, nothing fancy. Coffee too, though I didn’t linger over it. Caffeine was fuel, not an experience.I pulled on jeans and a sweater and slung my backpack over my shoulder. Class first, then practice. That was my routine.Campus was buzzing like usual, groups of students clustered together, some rushing, some lounging. I kept to myself. My headphones were on but not playing anything, just giving people a reason to not talk to me.I walked straight to my classes, which were usually…..er….fine. They were boring, but
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