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Chapter Seven

I found them and then we got my mom to drive us to the rink. Kayla and I were both ready and set to go, and when we walked in the rink, we saw both the guys there, waiting for us.

They both had their own hockey skates on, so I guessed that they were pretty good. We paid for the admissions, and then Kayla and I sat down and started lacing our skates up. Josh sat next to me and Parker sat next to Kayla.

"So, are you any good?" he asked me as I laced them up.

"I took skating lessons for eight years," I replied, standing up and taking the blades off.

"Cool. Come on, let's go before the rink gets all chopped up," he said, grabbing my hand. Tingles shot through my body, making me smile.

We both stepped on the rink and I was off. "I haven't skated in over a year!" I called to him, my hair whipping around.

It wasn't very crowded because it was the middle of the day, so the ice was still relatively smooth. 

"Yeah, but you're still good," Josh replied.

After a few laps, I ventured to the very center, where they had it squared off for skaters to do tricks.

I did a quick camel spin, and then I skated on one foot whil holding the other one behind me in a scorpion.

"Wow, that's so awesome!" Josh called, gliding over to me.

"Thanks," I replied. We were near the wall, so I puched his arm and shouted, "Race ya to the other side!" and I took off.

I used all my power to glide easily to the other side, doing a small jump before going to the opposite wall.

"Wow, I wasn't expecting you to be that fast," Josh said, laughing as he came up.

"I'm going to go clean my skates real quick," I informed him, skating to the benches in the hockey pits. I cleaned the ice off of my blades, and then I skated back to the ice.

After another hour of skating, Josh and I walked off the rink and went to go get some food.

"Want to split the bosco sticks?" he suggested.

"Yeah, sure," I agreed. We got our food, and then we got a two-person table to eat at.

Parker and Karla were at a different table, looking at each other happily.

I giggled at them, and then Josh and I ate our food. We talked for awhile as the zambonie went around the rink, with us waiting to get back on the rink.

After the zambonie was all done, Josh and I glided around the rink a few times before I went to the still-smooth center to do some tricks. There was no one there, so I did a couple of experimental jumps before smiling in satisfaction.

I worked my way up to the harder jumps, and then I decided to attempt one of the hardest jumps for me; one that I made up myself.

I went over it in my head. I had to start way back, gain a lot of speed, and then do a double axel, into a Cuban Rooster, which is a scorpion, but you don't hold it, it is only there for a split second, too.

It was very complicated, and I have only landed it a couple of times before. I did an exel first, and then backed up all the way, and pushed off, going faster and faster. I threw myself into the air, did the axel, and threw my legs in the position, landing on one foot and gliding in a circle, my leg extended behind me, before stopping gracefully.

I skated around, really fast. Then I felt someone bump into me. I heard a faint, "Sorry!" and then they took off.

I only had a split second to think, so I made sure I wasn't going to fall on my face. I tilted my body a little, and then I hit the ice, hard.