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ELIANAIt's quiet on the balcony, the gentle breeze brushing through my hair as I enjoy the calmness and the beautiful view of the backyard and the pool…A shadow falls over me from the right, snapping me back to the present and I frown, I was sure I was alone. I turn my head slowly, my breath catching as my eyes land on him. Jackson.“You shouldn't be here.” I say, masking my surprise then turn my attention to the beautiful view of the backyard.Jackson knows damn well what I’m talking about. Today we practised a little before we called it a day because tomorrow is the second game. He needs to get enough sleep for his body to recover from the intensive training for the past few daysIt's silent for a while, the air surrounding us thick with unspoken words.“I know.” He says, his voice deep and calm.“Then why are you here? You should be resting right now.” I ask with creased eyebrows.“I wanted to give you this,” I turn my head towards him to see what he's talking about and…my breath

ELIANA The atmosphere is filled with all kinds of emotions as Zoe and I walk out of the rink. Students are moving about, some heading to the packing lot to drive home, some to the lockers to pick their stuff while others are in small groups, talking about the game which concluded a few minutes ago. “I told you the Hawkers would win against the Pythons! Did you see how smooth Jackson was on the ice? Damn it he looked so hot.” Girls are giggling and gossiping about Jackson's movements on the ice, saying how good and smooth he’s with his movements. Even though I don't want to admit it out loud, it's true. He knows damn well that he's smooth on ice and he uses every chance that he gets to show his skills. The memories of us skating late at night in the driveway side by side laughing, feeling a live and free pops in my mind and a smile tugs at the corner of my lips. Hawker fans are showing off their jerseys, proud of their team for winning the second game. For the Pythons, I can't

ELIANA My phone on the dressing table dings, pulling my mind back to the present and I turn to look at it, a message notification flashing across the dark screen.“Ready?” I gulp when I read the message, not expecting him to text so fast.Slowly, I raise my head to gaze at my reflection in the full length mirror before me. I'm wearing light makeup, just enough to enhance my features. My hair is pulled up in a high ponytail and two tendrils are hanging on each of my face, and blue glitters as eyeshadow to match Jackson's blue jersey.Since I don't have any Hawker’s wear, I had to clean the jersey so that I could wear it to the party. I chose black leggings with two white stripes on either side to blend with the white in the jersey. The leggings fit perfectly, outlining my long legs and white sneakers complete the outfit.I release a slow deep sigh, trying to calm my racing heart. This isn't the first time that I'm going to a hockey party. I have been in a couple that I have lost coun