The Backup Player Stole the Captain's Girl
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The night the team wins again, the roar inside the arena could raise the roof.
On the ice, the captain has his arm around the new cheer captain, spinning her under the lights. His skates cut clean lines across the ice. Teammates whistle and shout, someone yells "ask her out!", someone else films on their phone. Everyone waits for me to show up and make a scene. Cry, stumble onto the ice, drop to my knees and beg him to come back. Pathetic, like every time before.
But no one knows I'm in the back of the locker room right now, pressed against a cold metal locker.
The quiet backup player has his hand on the back of my neck, his voice barely steady. "You sure about this?"
I push up on my toes and kiss him first.
On the ice, the captain has his arm around the new cheer captain, spinning her under the lights. His skates cut clean lines across the ice. Teammates whistle and shout, someone yells "ask her out!", someone else films on their phone. Everyone waits for me to show up and make a scene. Cry, stumble onto the ice, drop to my knees and beg him to come back. Pathetic, like every time before.
But no one knows I'm in the back of the locker room right now, pressed against a cold metal locker.
The quiet backup player has his hand on the back of my neck, his voice barely steady. "You sure about this?"
I push up on my toes and kiss him first.














































