Something Great

Minutes later I awaken in a big room full of lockers. Slowly sitting up, vision blurred, I see a figure seated in front of me. Looking around I realize I’m in the Phoenix Coyotes Hockey team locker room! Loss of words I just hyperventilate and try to stand up. Falling to the side the stranger grabs me.

“Woe slow down there wild one.”

“Am I in the Coyotes locker room?! Oh my god!” running around like a little kid in a candy shop I look at every single locker. Touching the name plates and getting a smell of the aroma I realize I must look crazy. “I better sit down.”

“So you’re a fan? That’s cool. I’m Stiles by the way.” he says reaching out his hand for a shake.

“Stiles?” giggling to myself I shake his hand “So um, Stiles how long was I in here? Like the exact minutes. I wanna brag about this!” I practically scream.

“Okay? Well I’d say about, 15 minutes.” looking at me up and down he comes closer “Are you alright? You were just trampled by alot of insane girls. Look at you. Shoe marks and scrapes.” he says reaching under the chair for a first aid kit.

“Oh I totally forgot. This is just to exciting to be in the locker room. Well nothing’s broken.” standing up and stretching here and there I feel, good.

“Can you tell me your name? Age? Phone number?” he says taking out a notepad and pen.

“Uh Kia Armez. 20. (602) 643-72… Wait why do you need my number? Are you hitting on me?” I say sitting back down.

“Is it working?” he says looking at me and giving a little wink.

“Maybe.” I say trying not to laugh and blush. He’s cute.

“Well maybe I can get your number later. You better get out there wild one. You’re gonna miss your concert.” he says standing up and helping me off the seat.

“What? I’m offended you think I listen to that music!” I say holding my chest like I’m heartbroken.

“Oh sorry, I just thought you wanted to jump on stage or something.”

“No it’s okay,” laughing at the thought “I’m here for my little sister. She basically sold her soul to me. So I could take her to this concert and stay by her side. And here I am. In the locker room!”

“Wow that’s kinda sad.”

“I know right? And she’s probably out there having the time of her life not realizing I was almost killed by crazy girls. You Know I could have a concussion.”

“To bad for little sister.” he says smiling at me.

An hour later we are swept up in a long conversation about life. High school, jobs, family. Not noticing my phone is missing I get several missed calls and text messages from Stacey, Kyle, and mom.

‘KIANNA RAMAE ARMEZ! Where are you? Your sister called saying you left her there. You are supposed to stay with her and make sure she is okay. You better call me back with a good explanation.’

“So Kia, what are you doing tomorrow night?” Stiles asked.

“I’ll be at church and maybe have lunch with my people.”

“Really? Okay.” he says giving me a weird look.

“I’m kidding!” I say laughing at the idea “I haven’t been to church since I was 9. I meant to say, just hang out at home and have lunch with my sister and my roommate. It’s crazy she works..”

“There you are! I was worried about you the whole show.”

“And scene. I better go. Bye Kia.” Stiles says waving at me “Hope to see you soon.”

“Remember me? Of course not, we haven’t met. But Liam told us about you.”

Oh great.

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