10. Teagan

ten

"Where do you want this stuff?" the mover asks me as we stand in the living room of the Hockey House. I got my key yesterday, but I was never told which room was mine. I bite my lip, wondering who to ask where my room is located when Fin saves the day.

"Follow me." Fin takes my arm and leads me up the stairs to a familiar area. I look around, realizing my new bedroom is right next to Coulter's room. "This is yours." Fin points to the room on the right. "Next to you is Coulter's room, and across the hall is Royal's room, and mine is next to his."

"Um, okay, thanks," I say, shrugging off Fin's hold on my arm. "I think we got it from here."

Fin gives me a small, knowing smile. "I'll be right across the hall if you need anything. All you have to do is whistle. You know how to whistle, don't you? All you have to do is put your lips together and blow."

I roll my eyes at his blatant attempt at flirting. "Yeah, Fin, I'm very good a blowing things."

His bark of laughter surprises me, "Oh, you're a funny one. I like you. You're going to fit in just fine here." He turns away and walks to his bedroom, whistling the whole way.

I shake my head and smile at his retreating back, only to come face to face with Coulter, making his way around the movers to his bedroom. "Do you need any help?" He nods toward the pile of boxes stacked just inside my bedroom.

"No, the girls are coming over to help out later. Thanks anyway."

"Okay, well, let me know if you need anything." He looks like he wants to say something else, but instead, he turns around and walks into his bedroom, closing the door behind him.

"How are you expected to get any studying done with the sausage party going on around here." Kelsey stands in the open doorway of my room, watching my teammates parading around my door, trying to get her attention.

"Get in here and shut the door," Britt huffs, grabbing Kelsey's arm, pulling her inside my bedroom, and then slamming the door behind her, shutting out my horny roommates.

Kelsey flops down on my bed, not caring that her short skirt has ridden up to the tops of her thighs. "What? Like I always say, if you can't ride it, suck it, or fuck it, what's the point of being around all that man meat."

"Is that all you think about is sex, Kelsey?" Britt scowls, taking her frustrations over Kelsey's wanton behavior out on my towels as she attempts to fold them.

"God, Britt, lighten up. You're acting like an old prude. You're never going to find a guy with that attitude." Kelsey's teasing must hit a nerve with Britt.

"What makes you think I don't have a guy? Just because I don't flaunt it like you do doesn't mean I don't have a boyfriend."

"This is new." Ashley latches on to Britt's arm, guiding her to a sitting position next to her on my loveseat. "Tell us more. What's his name? How come we've never met him before? Is he married or something."

Britt's face turns bright red at Ashley's questioning. I can tell she is embarrassed by the direction of this conversation, but I'm just as interested as Kelsey and Ashley in her love life.

"No, he isn't married. I would never date a married man. We're keeping it under wraps for a while." Britt bites her lip and shifts her eyes to the left, a dead giveaway that she is lying about her boyfriend.

Taking pity on Britt, I change the subject. "Our first home game is next Thursday at 7 pm. My parents and brothers are going to be there. I'd really like it if you guys would be there too, cheering me on." I expected Britt to be excited to watch me play in my first home game on the men's team. She's been my biggest supporter my whole life. But her face has lost all color, and she has yet to agree to go to my game.

Both Ashley and Kelsey excitedly accept my invitation, but Britt continues to look like she might be sick.

"I-um, sure. I'd love to watch you play," Britt finally says, the color slowly returning to her face.

"Is there something wrong, Britt?"

"No, I wasn't sure if I had class or not." She shifts her eyes to the left in that same telltale sign she's lying again. What has gotten into her?

"Okay, I'll make sure to have eight tickets waiting for the three of you and my family at the admission gate."

Kelsey and Ashley excitedly discuss what they're going to wear to my first game while Britt still looks like she"s eaten a bad piece of sushi.

I'll get the truth out of her one way or another. Britt's never been very good at keeping secrets from me.