Book 1 in the Colliding Series
One Dream, Two Ambitions
Katherine Mitchell has grown up around
hockey, with her father being a hockey
legend, James Mitchell. it was a given
Katherine would grow up to play
professional hockey. Katherine transfer...
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"So aren't you supposed to be like at practice or something?" Cohan asks as we walk into the coffee shop.
"There's no practice today, we did have one yesterday. Today is gym day," I chuckle, "The boys are at the gym right now but I go in the mornings, every morning so I already went today, plus Coach said I didn't have to and I had an essay I needed to finish," I turn to the coffee guy, "Large coffee, 1 cream, 2 sugars."
"Medium Double Double." Cohan says and turns back to me, "An essay? Did you finish it?" He stuffs his hands in his jeans. Cohan is wearing black jeans━which I've noticed he wears a lot━a dark green hoodie and a jacket over it, since it's pretty chilly today.
I bite my lip, "I haven't finished it yet, I was but then I came to have coffee with you." I say sheepishly, stuffing my own hands in coat pockets. I'm wearing baggy jeans, tight long sleeve along with my hockey coat.
Cohan chuckles, "Katherine, are you avoiding doing your work?" He fishes out his wallet but when I try to protest━deja vu━he shuts me up and hands the guy a 10 dollar bill.
I give a sheepish look, "Uh, I'm not really avoiding doing the essay..." I trail off.
Cohan smirks, "Your procrastinating."
I gape at him, then think about it. "Oh my god I am." I laugh.
Then the guy gives us our coffee's and we walk outside since it's not cold enough that we're freezing our asses off.
"So...you and Chase, are you guys, like, dating?" Cohan asks wryly, taking a sip of his coffee.
I furrow my brows, "Me and Chase Jackson?" I laugh, "God no were not a thing, he's like a...I guess brother to me or a really immature friend."
He's still talking wryly, "What about Rohan?"
This time my brows go up, "Uh, like Rohan Griffin?" He nods, "There's nothing going on between us. He's not a stranger but I wouldn't say were the bestest of friends... but I also don't hate him so maybe friends? I'm friends with them like I am with you."
I think about how Rohan had let me sleep in his bed, but I was also drunk, so I guess I'd consider him my friend I don't know about him though, I think he still kind of hates me?
I shrug, "Why?" I ask.
Cohan is silent for a second but not a long second. "I was just wondering because you spend a lot of time with them since you got on the team."
"Uh, yeah I do but again, their friends and fun to hangout with." I take a sip of coffee, "God I cannot wait for winter." I whine, changing the subject.
Cohan chuckles, "You love winter don't you?"
I smile big, "Favourite season, I'm born in March and I love that it snows in March." I look around where we are.
