chapter two; flying french fries.

It was the second day of training camp, also the last day before the actual tournament started. Gabby, Jordan's girlfriend of 2 years was flying down today. My mom got sick of being here, since it was colder and she wasn't into the whole hockey thing, so Gabby was going to stay with me. Her and Jordan has to be kind of sneaky since the coach was strict about having girlfriends around during the tournament. I drove to the airport to pick Gabby up, she was kind of like my best friend. We got really close when Jordan and her started dating, he wasn't to fond of his girlfriend being best friend with his sister but that made it even better. Once I picked Gabby up, we dropped our stuff off at the hotel and went down to watch the boys practice again. This was the final day to show your stuff and really impress the coaches. Everyone did so well, it was going to be hard to pick new guys for the team. After practice we went down to meet Jordan by the locker rooms, Gabby ran into his arms. I wanted a relationship like theirs, they were just.. perfect. That was really the only way to describe it. Jordan set her down and hugged me after.

''Sara, do you wanna come to lunch with us? Taylor is tagging along too''

''Taylor, as in Taylor Hall?''

''Yes,'' Jordan smiled.

''Uh, yeah'' I smiled back. With that we went back to the hotel, I showered and got changed. I through on my favourite jeans with a knit sweater and my knit uggs. I pulled on my short black trench jacket and my Olympic mitts, touch up my hair a little then met up with Gabby and Jordan in the lobby.

''Ready to go?'' I asked.

''We are just waiting for Taylor''

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Taylor's POV

It was extremely cold out, but once I walked down into the lobby my blood got really hot. Jordan's sister, she was here. No one informed me off this or I wouldn't be in jeans and a sweater. She was hot, not to mention his girlfriend was a looker too.

''Hey man'' Jordan greeted me.

''Hi'' I said, keeping my eyes on his sister.

''Taylor this is Steph, Steph this is Taylor''

''Nice to meet you,'' I said holding out a hand towards her.

''Very nice to meet you too'' She smiled, why have I not met her before. We went to lunch at Montana's, my favourite.

''So,'' I started, ''You really enjoy hockey I hear''

''Best sport in the world'' Steph smiled back.

''Do you play?''

''No. I was never allowed, my dad tried to convince my mom but Jordan was the one who got the big stick''

''Don't blame this on me'' Jordan butt in, ''Just cause you suck at it doesn't mean shit''

''Too bad I kick your ass everytime in road hockey'' I said throwing a fire at him, but he dodge and it his Gabby. I clasped my hand over my mouth and tried to hold in my laughs but that was impossible. She attempted to throw one back but Jordan caught it with his mouth.

''Anyways,'' Steph continued, ''I'm a figure skater. Have been ever since I could walk. My mom kind of forced it on me, but I've grown to like it. I would much rather be playing hockey.''

''Maybe we can face off against Jordan and Gabby, pretty sure we got the better team already'' I said laughing at Jordan. We finished our lunch and headed back to the hotel. The snow was falling harder then is was when we left. The street lights caught Steph's face as I looked over at her. She was pretty, very pretty.

''Do you want to hang out tomorrow, maybe after practice?'' I asked Steph as we headed into the hotel.

''Yeah,''She smiled, ''I'd like that.''

''Great, uhh, I'll meet you here in the lobby after?''

''Sure,''

''Okay, well then I guess I'll see you tomorrow.. Steph''

''You will.. Taylor'' She smiled. We stood there for a good, akward, thirty seconds until I reached out my hand and she shook it. A hand shake really, wow, that was the lamest thing I have ever done. We say goodbye once we got up to our rooms across from each other and called it a night, once practice tomorrow and I'd know if I was playing for my country.

chapter one; training camp.

Mississauga, Ontario. Not exactly the greatest place in the world but it would have to do for now, until I had enough money to set myself free and become my own person. My mother's name is Katherine, I consider her to be like the wicked witch, kind of like the one in Snow White. She pressured me into being a figure skater from before I could walk, I guess I've grown to like it. My older brother is in jail, he got arrested for drug possession about a month ago. My other, oldest brother, Jordan Eberle was going over to Saskatchewan to play for Team Canada in the World Juniors Tournament. He's made quite a career in hockey, playing for Team Canada and being drafted into the NHL, I couldn't be more happier for him. I've always enjoyed hockey and I always wanted to play but with my mom putting me into skating I couldn't, and plus my brother did have some pretty cute friends. My father died when I was young, I feel as though he was the only one who really respected who I was and not who my mother wanted me to be. I've always thought that my mother only put me into figure skating because she failed as a child and when she got shut out at the Olympics thats when shit really hit the fan, though she denies it, I know its the truth. I'm a senior in high school, another place I can't wait to get out of. It's not the people in it, it's the place. I've never found time for school, I'm smart but my mother cares more about my skating then anything else. When I go to university I want to major in photography, it's always been something neat to me, just the way things can be seen through a camera lens. I just recently broke up with my boyfriend, Marc I found out he'd been cheating on me... with my best friend Janna. It didn't really effect me that much maybe when I first found out about it, it did but now that I think about it, it doesn't bother me going to show that it wasn't true love.

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"Sis, let's go we got a flight to catch" Jordan yelled from the bottom of the stairs.

"I'm coming, chill out.. 'bro'." I laughed as I grabbed my suitcase and purse, threw my coat over my shoulder and took everything out to the car. We were flying over to Saskatchewan for the World Juniors that my brother was trying out for. We already new that he would make the team since last year he scored the 5.4 second goal to tie the game with Russia and go on to win the gold medal, but it was still mandatory that he'd be a training camp. The flight wasn't as long as I thought it would be. For once in my life my mother shut up, with her yelling from the stands when I practiced my skating I just grown to get annoyed with her voice. Jordan was texting his friends and I was just looking out the window, taking the odd picture of the view.

"Thank you for flying with Air Canada, we hope you enjoyed you flight." I heard the announcer say as we stepped of the plane. The air was crisp. It was snowing, but just a little. You could still see some of the wheat in the wheat fields sticking up across the road from the airport, but not very much of it. We made it to the rented car that we well, rented and put our luggage into it. Our hotel was beautiful, it was like the Four Season in Toronto but not as nice. I felt like someone famous, but that would be my brother. He was bombarded with fans when we got to the hotel, he tried to sign as much as he could but my mother pulled him inside. All the players were staying at the same hotel, Jordan was bunking with Taylor Hall a new guy trying out for the team who got cut last year and Alex Pietrangelo who was returning as well. This was the time when I got to take a break from my skating which was a relief. I get to sit back and watch my brother do what he does best, win. My mother never really got into hockey, my dad got Jordan into when he was young but my moms thing was skating and unfortunately I got stuck with that instead of hockey. Sometime I got to into the game of hockey, Jordan and I used to get into fights when our teams played each other. He was all for the Ottawa Senators while I was a Leaf fan, one of the biggest rivals in hockey and it was in our household.

It was finally training day for the boys, my mother didn't come to the first training session but I was up and ready to go. I followed the team bus with the car down to the arena, it was another cold morning but that was my second favourite thing about Canada, next to hockey was the winters. I walked in with Jordan and followed him down by the locker rooms, to wish him good luck.

"Hey man we gotta get ready" I heard someone come out of the door of the locker room. I looked up and his eyes caught mine. They were the bluest of blue and he had short dirty blonde hair.

"Okay, I'm coming." Jordan gave me another hug and then walked back into the locker room with Taylor.

"Who was that?" I heard Taylor whisper, I looked back behind me but turned around quickly when he did the same.

"That's my sister" Jordan laughed. I made my was up to the seats, I cheered with the few other families that were here to watch their sons/brothers, I spotted Jordan right away. Then I seen him run into someone who was just standing, looking into the crowd of people. He bumped him a little which made him get into focus again. I squinted my eyes.. it was Taylor. During practice Jordan was like a shining star, but I was focussed on Taylor. I couldn't understand how he got cut last year from the team. He was amazing.