"I love you." What?! He does?! I'm not sure if I love him yet.
"Um...yeah...me too I guess. I've got to get to work. Bye Sid." I walked past him.
"Wait," I stopped, "why won't you say it back?" He asked.
"Because I just...I just can't. I'm going to be late. Have a safe flight. Love you." I felt my face get all flustered as I walked down the hall.
SIDNEY'S POV
The coach walked in. "Sid, lets go." He seemed pissed, so I just followed orders.
"Coming," I muttered. I decided I was going to like Kelsey for a while. She is a cutie, and the way she sasses the guys is even hotter.
***
I walked down to breakfats just as Kelsey was leaving. "Hey! Join us!" Sutter called out.
"No thank you. I have to get to work. Y'all have a safe flight now. Buh-bye." She said.
"Danm...Sid we got real lucky with this one." I nodded, while eating my pancakes.
"Yeah. We did. You think she'll stick around for long?" He just shrugged.
"Nah. She'll find someone new and forgetcha. Trust me. I know these things." I raised my eyebrows.
"Whatever."
Me: Hey KD
KD: Hi Sidney. I though u were sleeping on the plane ride???? ;)
Me: Nah...too bored. So how's work?
KD: Just walked in. gtg bye <3
Me: Peace
"You ready? Or are you stuck in time talking to Kelsey?" I smiled. Even hearing her name made me smile.
"Uh yeah I'm ready. I need to go grab my hockey stuff from the closet." I ran upstairs, hoping Kelsey was kidding around when she said 'work'.
"Oh hi Khris. I just needed to grab my stuff out of the closet." I grabbed a bag full of skates, extra pucks, my tape, and my stick, plus other stuff. He nodded on my way out.
KELSEY'S POV
"Morning Scott!" I said as cheerfully as possible.
"Hey rookie! I see you're a happy camper." I just nodded as he gave me a mic.
"Another interview? You saw the first one. It was shitty." I stated.
"First off, don't use that kind of language around here, and second, I'm giving you another chance. You will interview Derek Jeter on his final year." Derek Jeter?! THE Derek Jeter?! Holy shit! I'm in love with him!
"Awesome. Thanks. What else do I gotta do?" He shifted through some papers before handing me a stack of injury reports.
"Write these up for the site and mobile app. Include those that are day-to-day and on the 15-day DL list please?" I nodded as my phone went off.
"Wait one question. Do illnesses count as-." I stopped myself. "Never mind."
Sid: hi
I changed it because I liked plain ol' Sid better than Penguincaptain.
Me: hey what's up?
Sid: not Sutter.
Me: he's sick. Cut him some slack.
Sid: yeah. True. Anyways...
Me: yeah...?? Keep talkin
Sid: idk. What r u doing rite now??
Me: writing injury reports.
Sid: include Sutter
Me: yeah yeah yeah. I've got this under control thank you very much!
Sid: ok geez. Well see ya back in the burgh.
Me: buh-bye now. <3
Sid: love U2
Me: is that a joke??
Sid: I think not. ;D
Me: awe that's cute <:D)
I learned from Sara that injury reports don't take very long, and I was missing Sidney right about now. It's kinda weird how we are so close, yet we've never even said 'I love you' yet.
LUNCH
"Scott, I'm going to Panera, do you want anything?" He shook his head.
"No thanks, but thanks." It was my excuse to go check on Sutter.
"Hello?" He seemed wide awake.
"Hey. How're you feeling?"
"I'm not in New York anymore. Well...yeah I'm not there anymore. I'm back in Pittsburgh." How in sane hell did he know?!
"Oh uh okay then. I was...nevermind. But you never answered my question." He stifled a hoarse laugh.
"Okay. I mean better than before. Still tired and a bit feverish." I smiled.
"That's great. Gotta go. Bye Brandon." For the first time I used his first name. I liked it.
"Bye Kelsey."
***
I walked into my hotel room to find Sidney sitting on the couch. "Hi. Welcome back." This was getting out of control.
"T-thanks. What are you doing here?!" I asked.
"Coach made me come talk to you. But Sutter went home sick, yet again." Yeah, I know.
"O-okay. Um...wow. Wanna go out tonight?" I asked.
"Sure. This will be our official first date."
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Random"Great game last night." I smiled. "Did you watch it?" He asked. "Yes. I saw it on TV." We held each other's gaze for a moment before I stood up. "Hey, it was nice meeting you, but I've got to get to my seat." He stood up at the same time I did. ...
