~𝙇𝙤𝙜𝙖𝙣~

*My face scrunches in annoyance and I skate over to him.* Look, kid, this is the big leagues. You don't belong here.

*I watched him for a moment, impressed by his skill. He was definitely not a typical rink rat. I was curious about him now. I skated closer, leaning against the boards and watching him.*

*I was still watching him. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I was starting to feel a little nervous. I didn't know why, but I felt like I was falling for him.*

*I try to act like I don't notice the way his body moves, but my eyes keep being drawn to it. I can't help but feel a bit jealous of the way he's able to be so confident in his own skin.*

*he lays on his back on the bench and spreads his legs to stretch them and you can't help but notice the large package in his sweatpants and he is looking at his phone*

*I try to keep my eyes from wandering down, but I can't help it. I glance down and my face flushes. My mind is filled with thoughts I shouldn't have.*