My Hockey Alpha

Nina

The next day, I headed to work with Tiffany.

She was evaluating a sick student when I arrived.

“Good morning!” Tiffany called over her shoulder when I entered. I started to take off my jacket, but she stopped me. “Don’t get too comfy,” she said. ” We’ll be heading out right after this. Did you wear athletic clothes like I asked?”

“I did,” I replied, keeping my jacket on. Tiffany had texted me early before my shift to tell me to dress appropriately in athletic clothes and sneakers today — she didn’t explain why, but I complied and put on my only real athletic clothes, which was a pair of leggings and a tight zin-un ton with long sleeves. I had purchased them the semester before when I thought I was going to be one of those girls who was into yoga, but one yoga class with Jessica changed my mind. Jessica was graceful and flexible with excellent balance and I… fell on my face. A lot.

Tiffany finished evaluating the student. “Looks like you’ve got a nasty case of strep throat.” She walked over to her desk and scribbled on a notepad, then ripped the page out and handed it to the student. “Take this to the pharmacy for some antibiotics. Avoid overusing your throat and try to drink lots of tea with honey. Can you come back in a week for a checkup?” The sick student nodded miserably and left, coughing into her elbow.

“Alright,” Tiffany said, grabbing her coat and medical bag. “Let’s go.”

We headed out the door. Tiffany turned the sign to ‘closed’ and then headed offtoward the athletic fields with me on her heels.

“Where are we headed?” I asked, almost jogging to keep up with Tiffany’s quick stride.

“We’re gonna be making the rounds for all of the sports teams today,” she replied, her breath making little clouds in the chilly morning air as she spoke. ” Football, soccer, rugby, and hockey.”

when she mentioned that we’d be visiting the hockey team, but

” you don’t have to tell me if it’s too personal, but I’m just curious; what’s going on between you and

sighed and shrugged. “I don’t know,

bit of advice, from onewoman to another?” she

I replied. “I need

toward me, taking me by both shoulders. She was shorter than me, but still had a protective and

think you won’t be able to ever find the right person, it’s not worth it if you have to force it. I made that mistake with my ex husband… When you meet the right person,

for a moment as I considered Tiffany’s words. Was I forcing a spark with James or Enzo? At this point,

voice now low and somber. “It was a lot like you and Enzo, actually. We met here, in college. It was a confusing back-and-forth that went on for far too long, all because of me. He pissed me off. I argued with him. When he

my curiosity getting the

a professor here, actually,” she responded. “Still married to her, with two kids now. Needless to say, I avoid him like the

we got to the football field, and even

concerns that the players had, and I watched Tiffany teach them new stretches to help with their performance. It was fun to see how each team trained differently, but I dreaded visiting the hockey team. I just hoped that I could get it over with without having

however, Tiffany’s

I was still pining away for him? Would I regret letting him be the one that got away, just like how Tiffany regretted pushing her love away years ago? By late afternoon, after taking a funer break, Tiffany and I made our way to visit the hockey team. My heart pounded as we got closer

reached the arena, the team was already outside on the athletic field behind it. I didn’t know

looked as though his biceps would burst out at any moment. As he jogged toward us, he looked both graceful and powerful at the same time. My mind flashed

a smile, stopping in front of us. He was acting incredibly polite, which was a surprise considering how I yelled at him the day before. However, when his brown eyes flickered over to