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observe. As you probably realize it’s not common to have a girl playing in the CHL. We want to make sure that this situation will be handled appropriately. You won’t even notice me around.” He promised.
    I was pretty sure I would notice him lurking around the rink. Spying on me - making sure I could handle the situation, and that the guys could.
    I looked towards the coach. “You don’t need to hear all the politics behind this. I just wanted to introduce you both.” He assured me. “Now go ahead and suit up.”
    “Thanks. Do I just come out to the ice when I’m suited up?” I inquired.
    “Yes, see you out there in ten minutes,” he exclaimed as he walked away.
    I walked into the visitor’s locker room and looked around. It was big, had showers, exercise bikes, T.V., a stereo; and a huge chalk board. If the visitors change room was this nice, I bet the home locker room was awesome.
    I quickly suited up and went out to the ice. I wasn’t the first one out there. He was there also - the gorgeous guy, Alex, from yesterday.
    He skated over to me “Hey there Chrissy, How ya doing?” He smiled, then he nudged my shoulder as if we were the best of friends.
    It annoyed me. I wanted to smack the smile right off his face. He was acting like he hadn’t irritated the hell out of me yesterday with his comments. My blood was still boiling over from the conversation. He infuriated me.
    “Good, thanks Alex.” I said icily. I made sure to use his name, so he knew I remembered it. I skated away from him still enraged at him and started to warm up on the ice.
    He was watching me. I noticed right away out of the corner of my eye. How frustrating. What did he find so fascinating about me? What a jerk. I wanted to hate him, yet something was overriding that hatred.
    My first impression from ice level was WOW! It was so different looking up into the stands from the ice. The rink was huge. I got a chill. I started to feel more nervous then I ever had before. I knew everything was on the line for me now. I had to make the most of this opportunity.
    While I was down on the ice doing leg stretches one of the guys skated over to me. I bit my lip hesitantly. I was unsure if he was coming over to chirp me or not. The last thing I wanted at this moment was to get into it with another player. I had to keep my temper in check. That was something I was just learning to do. In the past, I had carried around a chip on my shoulder towards people who reacted badly to girls who play guys’ sports. I looked up at him guarded.
    “Chrissy?” He asked politely and took his glove off. He put his hand out for me to shake. “I am Moose, well, Kyle Schneider, the team captain.”
    I shook his hand and said, “nice to meet you”. He was pretty good looking as well. What was with these Canadian boys? They were hot. He was a big guy. Maybe about 6’3. He dropped down to the ice and started stretching beside me. He didn’t seem so bad. My guard went down immediately. I started to notice his warm chocolate eyes, the way his hair swooped down to one side, covering his left eye slightly. What was getting into me? Suddenly all I could think about was boys and how appealing they had become. I shook it off.
    “So, are you nervous at all?” He asked as he stretched. “I heard that you have never played with guys before.” He stated.
    Alex must have said something to him about our conversation. Big mouth! I glared over in Alex’s direction, he was still watching me.
    “I am nervous as to what I should expect from camp I guess. Not to worried about the guys, I do have brothers.” I laughed trying to mask my anger.
    He chuckled. “You sound like my sister, she plays hockey as well, for a girls team; she’s only twelve.”
    My guard shot back up again. At first I was about to snap at him for referring me to his twelve year old sister, but then I realized that he just meant she was stubborn. I was without question stubborn.
    He got up from