My Hockey Alpha

Nina

A couple of hours later, I arrived at the diner with Lori, Jessica, and the hockey team to volunteer. Even though I was exhausted from my night of sleeping in the freezing cold in the woods, the thought of having something like this to distract me and help my community gave me something to look forward to, and the hot coffee that Phil offered us helped sweeten the deal as well.

Soon enough, we were all working hard to provide food to our community. Phil had a couple of the hockey players drive around town and post signs, and the dean sent out a campus-wide text announcing the food drive. Before I knew it, we were busily giving plates of hot food to students and Mountainview residents alike, and we were having a bit of fun while doing it as well. I didn’t even realize it at the time, but hours went by without worrying about Enzo.

Around noon, another familiar face showed up to volunteer at the food drive. It was Justin.

“Um… Hey, Nina,” he said, walking up to me with his hands in his pockets. “Can I help with the food drive?”

I couldn’t help but smile. Justin had never really been the type to volunteer as long as I had known him, so this sudden change in attitude was a welcome discovery. I happily agreed and handed him an apron.

“You can help us hand out food,” I said, gesturing to the table that was set up outside beneath a pop-up tent. I then led him inside to the kitchen, where the other volunteers were working hard to prepare hot meals for people. There were various meals to choose from, all of which were packaged in cardboard takeout containers for people to take: pancakes, eggs and sausages, soup and bread… Anything that Phil still had in the freezers. He even had us handing out cookies and slices of cake with each meal, and there was a constant stream of fresh, hot coffee and tea being handed out in takeout cups.

Justin helped me carry a few more trays of food out to the table, then stood beside me and helped me hand them out. The line of hungry students and Mountainview residents stretched all the way across the parking lot, and having an extra pair of hands to help was much appreciated.

that you’re doing this,” Justin said

“It was Phil’s idea. I’m just here

of the other volunteers. “But you’ve taken charge so easily.

easily even if someone had begged me to do it; maybe everything that happened did help me gain

to the coffee table for a hot drink. She smiled and thanked me meekly, then shuffled away and the next person came up to the table. “What made you want to volunteer, by the way?” I asked, glancing

were genuine and sweet, much like the boy who I had first met — before he cheated on me. And before Edward brainwashed

happened this semester… After seeing your kind, smiling face when I was stuck as a rogue… I guess your kindness imprinted on me somehow. And I want to be different now. I want to

moment, I was reminded of our nights spent together hanging out on the hockey bleachers

ever

…

own to clean up the kitchen while Phil worked in his office to order more food — assuming that the shipping companies could even get here, if all of the surrounding towns were really overrun. There was still no local news coverage thanks to the local satellite stations being knocked out by the

I suddenly heard the bell on the front door chime. I looked up and opened my

It was Luke.

dish towel and bolted out of the kitchen, running around the counter to throw my arms