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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(https://38.media.tumblr.com/10…aaq0Oq11s9i02bo10_250.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 140px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 15px; padding: 5px;][i]straight lines that unwind you[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]SHAWN METAXAS[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;]to properly tell you how shawn ended up taking what he would admit to be, the prettiest girl he's ever seen, out to lunch after nearly snapping her in half, you would have to understand just how that whole situation went down. you see, there were a few things that shawn was passionate about in life, but hockey was on the very top of that list. every chance he got to practice, he did, and that's just where it all started. he was practicing as he usually did, but this time careful not to bring any equipment with, just because there were other people and he didn't need to end up trying to explain to someone why their kid had a hockey stick stuck in their head if he wasn't careful enough. so he promised to keep himself to just practicing his balance, and that he could get with one of his friends from the team to practice other things with him later on.




    but apparently he was lost in his own thoughts and seemed to forget that he was in public and not in the middle of a game, which when he got lost in his thoughts he usually was in the middle of a game so truly this wasn't one hundred percent his fault, and he ended up slamming someone up against the boards. it was only after it happened that he realized that the body he had crushed belonged to a girl, who obviously wasn't expecting him to attack her out of nowhere.




    he was sure his face was as red as it could possibly get once he realized that the poor girl he nearly crushed to death, was rather attractive and he never regretted being a hockey player until now, because if he had chosen a sport that took place away from the ice, he would have never nearly snapped her in half. he tried to form words, a sentence to make up an apology to her. but his tongue was twisted and he was sure that if he did manage out even a measly 'sorry' that it would have came out as a stutter, and probably have a voice crack thrown in there just to increase his embarrassment.




    instead he decided he would by himself some time by reaching out a hand to help her up, hoping that the cold atmosphere helped cool down his burning face. [b]"i am so sorry." he finally managed, smiling once she was able to get up onto her feet again. "i got lost in thoughts and saw you, and thought that i was in the middle of a game and that you were on the other team. trust me, if i knew that there was a pretty girl in front of me, i really wouldn't have tried to do what i just did." he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, hoping that he really didn't hurt her that bad. "i didn't hurt you too much, did i? please let me make it up to you, did you eat lunch or anything yet?"

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    [justify]cause it's too cold
    for you here and now
    so let me hold
    both your hands in the holes of my sweater
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    this was not how emma expected this day to go, quite honestly. the plan was to go to the rink and get in a bit of time on the skates before she had to go to the competition this weekend. getting taken down by a six foot something hockey player was definitely not in the plans.




    emma was a dedicated skater, you see. she has been on ice more than she had been on land. figure skating is her thing. her brothers preferred to ski or snowboard with speed and crazy tricks, but something about the elegance and precision of figure skating had always drawn emma in, leaving her wanting more. and thats exactly what she got.




    at this point, emma was traveling everywhere for skating competitions, and she seemed to sweep every time. the goal right now was the winter olympics, which was in two years, and emma is already on the scouts radar. a hot boy to come crashing into her life was definitely the last thing she needed, but thats exactly what she got.




    she was skating quite peacefully right before he hit her. obviously, she wasn't expecting the force of his weight and she crashed to the ground, the wind nearly knocked out of her feeble frame. it was quite a blur honestly, and the blond was in a bit of a daze. she looked around, wondering what had hit her, about to go off on them (but god knows she was too nice and would probably have just apologized for being in their way) and didn't expect to see him.




    for a moment, she couldn't tell if her breath was taken away by the hit or by his face. he had soft brown eyes that looked at her with such worry that she couldn't even be mad in the slightest. she sat up, grabbing his outstretched hand and pulling herself to her feet. she couldn't help but laugh at her situation. of course. this is exactly the opposite of what she needed.




    she smiled as he spoke, hoping to ease the redness in his face. his voice was smooth and deep, quite mesmerizing honestly. "its my fault, i'm always mistaken for a hockey player" emma teased. the girl was quite petite in stature. his offer for lunch had taken her aback for a moment and she weighed the idea in her head. sure, she needed to practice a bit, but why not. he owed her. "not hurt too bad! and no actually, lunch sounds great right now." emma spoke, a bit of relief in her voice at the thought of food.
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 1px solid white; height: 140px; width: 120px; background:url(https://38.media.tumblr.com/10…aaq0Oq11s9i02bo10_250.gif) center; background-size: 110%; margin-top: 3px; margin-left: -2px;][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: arial;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 140px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -1px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: -2px; font-size: 15px; padding: 5px;][i]straight lines that unwind you[/fancypost] [fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: 1px solid #F2F2F2;font-family: bookman oldstyle;text-align: justify;color: black;width: 240px; height: 20px; text-transform: uppercase; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 4px; margin-left: 15px; font-size: 20px; padding: 15px;][i]SHAWN METAXAS[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=rgba(255,255,255, 0.9); border: none; width: 270px; font-size: 9.5px; line-height: 12px; text-align: justify; color: black; font-family: verdana;][b]"are you sure? i really am so- wait really?" shawn wasn't truly expecting her agree to grabbing lunch with him, not that he at all minded. "okay, yeah." he nodded, smiling at her once more. "let's go then?" he asked, raising his eyebrows as he questioned her, glancing behind her for a moment at the exit. without waiting for an answer, he started to skate towards it, just eager to get the skates off of his feet and get back into his shoes. just being on the ice made the embarrassing memory of crushing her replay in his mind over and over, and he really didn't need that right now.




    he made sure not to stray too far out of her sight as he changed back into his normal attire, rushing over to her side once he saw that she was ready to leave as well. "i'm shawn by the way." he introduced himself quickly, wondering if she drove herself here or if she walked, one would make it so she had to follow him to wherever they would be eating, the other having it be that they would have to ride together in his car. "uh, what are you hungry for?" he asked, stopping outside of the building, rocking back and forth on his feet as he looked down at her. "and did you drive or walk here?" god, he hoped he didn't sound as if this was all on purpose and he planned to kidnap her or something. his nervousness probably didn't help him out either, but it's not like he could help it, she was truly the most beautiful girl he had laid eyes on at this point in his life.

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    [justify]cause it's too cold
    for you here and now
    so let me hold
    both your hands in the holes of my sweater
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    emma couldn't help but smile at the shock that she had said yes. she hoped that it was a good kind of shock and not some shock because he had intended it to be an empty promise. she followed the tall brunette off of the rink and went to quickly remove her skated. she put them away into her skate bag and replaced them with a pair of timberland boots on her feet. she soon relocated the tall brunette and made her way to him.




    shawn. she liked that name. it was quite masculine. she didn't realize that a name could be handsome until now. "i'm emma, nice to meet you shawn." she spoke, her voice gentle and a smile on her lips. when the two reached the outside of the building, his nervousness was quite clear. it was quite endearing, honestly. it also felt kinda good that she made him this nervous. "i'm kinda feeling like going to a cafe, do you know any good ones?" i asked, curious if he was from nearby or not. "also, i drove, so i'll just follow you." i concluded.
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    		 , he would be sure to remember the name. he nodded slightly, thinking for a moment. [b]"i know one, yeah." he let out a sigh of relief at the fact she drove herself, hoping that she didn't catch it or think that it was bad. "alright, see you in a few minutes then." and with that he was rushing back to his car, throwing his bag into the backseat before getting into the drivers seat, taking a second to calm himself down. now, shawn was in no way insecure, but it was a bit surprising that someone as attractive as emma had agreed to getting lunch with him. sure it was to make up for nearly killing her, but she still agreed to it. he started his car, hoping that the blonde had seen which one belonged to him and knew which one to follow.




    he started off towards the cafe, hoping that his choice was to her liking. he didn't know much about cafes as he wasn't much into them and the only reason he knew of this one was because of his best friends girlfriend, and all he could do now is hope that the two girls had a similar taste because if not, he surely was screwed.




    it didn't take him too long to reach the cafe, it was only a few minutes away after all, and he found a parking spot that had another open one near it, so emma could park near him. he sat in his car as he waited for her to park, hoping that everything would go well. he didn't want to ruin her lunch too, he obviously already ruined part of her day by almost killing her from his dumb mistake.

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    [justify]cause it's too cold
    for you here and now
    so let me hold
    both your hands in the holes of my sweater
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    i smiled as i walked away, finally reaching my car. i turned and took note of the color of his car before putting my skates in the passengers seat. i got into the drivers seat and pulled out of the parking lot behind his car. we drove for a little while until pulling into a small cafe. i parked nearby shawn and got out of my car. i approached the tall boy, a smile on my face. "shall we?" i remarked, motioning with my head. the two of us walked inside and were soon seated by a server who looked not much older than us.
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    also this sucks a lot and i apologize




    as they were seated, shawn came to the realization that he didn't know anything about the girl other than her name, and the fact that she appeared to be around his age. and what kind of lunch would that be, paying for someone who you didn't know a thing about? sure he had nearly killed her earlier and that's the reason he was doing any of this, but he deserved to know a few things about her. [b]"do you skate often?" he asked, looking ahead at her, hoping that was good enough of an introduction to what he hoped would be a conversation. besides, if she said yes, then he already had something in common with her and that would be okay enough to talk about over lunch. if she said no, he would have to promise her that she just had bad luck and that it wasn't everyday a hockey player tried to kill you, so she shouldn't try to stop skating all just because of him.

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    [justify]cause it's too cold
    for you here and now
    so let me hold
    both your hands in the holes of my sweater
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    the blonde sat, her hands picking up the small menu. she flipped through the pages mindlessly at first, getting a feel for the types of food they offered. she then flipped through it again, stopping at the page with wraps and salads. she knew it would be best to get something small to stick to her diet plan. apparently, training for the olympics usually comes hand in hand with dieting. but today, the girl thought, she was eating out with a newfound friend. might as well indulge a tad. also, it was cold today, so she felt like something warm.




    at the sound of the boys question, she perked up. obviously, she did not want to say that she is training to be an olympian, afraid of appearing stuck up. "definitely. skating is my favorite thing to do." she spoke simply. she hoped that was sufficient, and didn't sound like she was a psycho with no life who just skates twenty four seven. in reality, she pretty much was. "what about yourself?" emma asked, tilting her head curiously.




    soon, a waitress appeared. she was a younger woman with dark brown hair pulled back into a neat bun. she simply asked what they'd want to drink and emma answered with just a water. moving on to the food, emma ordered a french onion soup with a small side caesar salad. usually, she'd just get a different salad, but, like stated, it was a little chilly and she felt the need to indulge a tad.
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    truthfully he wasn't feeling much hungry, being around a pretty girl made him nervous. besides, most of the time he ate like a pig and that was probably as far from attractive as he could get around a girl. so he glanced up at the brunette woman, a soft smile on his features. "i'll just have the same as her." he turned back to emma, tilting his head a bit to the side. "when did you start skating?" sure it probably was a boring topic, but she still had every right to change it, and besides it was their only known common ground so far so might as well stay on the topic. "when did it really hit you that you loved skating?"




    it was a question he often asked himself, when did he realize that he loved hockey as much as he did? was it in second grade when his dad took him to his first game? or was it when he was thirteen and started practicing with his friends. maybe it was when he finally made the team. it was one of those times for sure, he knew it. so when did she realize that skating was such an important part of her life for it to be her favorite thing to do?

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