Chapter 2 //"Who's That?"

*3:15, Kiley household*

Leia Kiley just got home from her first day of high school. She looked around, until she saw that both of her parents were in their home gym located in the basement. She went through the kitchen and down the hall into her room, where she sat her backpack down, then put her Cello in it's usual spot, before grabbing her laptop and sitting on her windowsill- the way it was built was like a couch kind of, except it was a window, so often Leia would sit there to do homework, compose Cello songs, or, like she was now, scroll the internet. Once her laptop started up, she went onto the internet and straight on the hit social networking site, Splash Range. According to her parents, it was some copy of some old social networking site called Face Book, but Face Book sounded like a stupid name, so she just assumed they made it up.

Once Leia logged onto her account, she was planning on looking someone up, but noticed he already beat her to it:

Notifications: 1 new friend request from- Elijah 'Eli' Lloyd

Leia smiled and accepted it, then decided to do some casual Splash Range stalking on Eli. The first thing she noticed was his profile picture- nothing special, just a selfie he took of him laying in the grass, sunglasses on and a big smile on his face, though Leia still found it beyond attractive.  She then looked and saw that in his "About" section, he said that he worked as the assistant manager at "Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory", causing her to giggle, before she started looking at more stuff, until she found the one she was most looking for-

Basic Information:

Birthday: July 12th, 2018

Gender: Male

Relationship Status: Single

"Attractive, funny, good taste in music, smart...and single," Leia said to herself, with a smile on her face.

"Who's single?"

The voice startled Leia, and she turned toward her door to notice that her mom was standing there, a bit sweaty from her workout and a cold bottle of water in hand. Leia huffed out a breath, then rolled her eyes.

"Haven't you heard of a thing called privacy?" Leia asked sarcastically, causing her mom to raise an eyebrow.

"This is my house, I can do whatever I want, now watch it," She warned, causing Leia to roll her eyes again. Her mom took a sip of her water, before smiling again, "So...Who's single?"

"Just some guy," Leia mumbled, before her mom came running over like an excited teenage girl. She sat next to Leia and took a look at her laptop screen.

"Eli...he's cute!" Her mom said, causing Leia to groan.

"Mom...that's gross," She groaned.

"Well do you want me to say your crush is ugly?" She asked her.

"He isn't my crush," Leia said, though deep down, she knew that was a lie- She was totally crushing on Eli/

"Well, I'll say this...he looks really familiar..." Her mom said, squinting her eyes to get a better look at the picture of Eli, "Did he go to Junior High with you?"

"No, I just met him today," Leia said. Her mom shrugged, giving up.

"Well, Just don't mention him to your dad, you know how he gets," Her mom reminded, causing Leia to grunt.

"Yeah...I do," She sighed, her dad had a habit of being over-protective, as she was their only child.

"So then, I take it your first day of high school was good?" Her mom asked her.

"Yeah...I guess you could say that," Leia said, looking down to hide a smile.

Leia's mom reached down to kiss her on the forehead, before leaving the room. Leia smiled, before continuing to learn more about Eli through his profile.

***

"OOOOOH, who's she?" Eli's mom said, peering down on his white IPhone v3. Eli quickly locked the screen, before sighing.

"Shouldn't you be watching Lucas play?" Eli asked. Eli, his mom, his aunt and uncle Sarah and Patrick, Mason, and Lucas's dad Patrick and aunt Erica were currently at the United Center, ready to see Lucas play  in his final pre-season game for the Chicago Blackhawks.

"Warm-ups," His mom said, "Now...who's my son crushing on?"

"Eli has a crush?" His aunt Sarah asked, coming over to them with a cocktail in her hand, "What's her name!?"

"Why are you guys so interested in my love life?" Eli quickly asked, and quickly regretted.


After Eli said that, the whole box erupted in a sea of "OHHH" and gasps. He quickly rolled his eyes, then shook his head.

"Oh, so now you have a love life?" His mom quizzed, raising an eyebrow and putting her hands on her hips. Eli huffed out a hot breath of air.

"Can we just drop it?" He asked, getting embarrassed talking about the subject in front of so many people.

"For now we can," His mom said to him, before taking a seat.

"Mase," Sharpie said, nudging his son with a smirk on his face, "Meet any girls today?"

"None that were good enough," Mason smirked, getting a snicker out of his dad, and Lucas's dad who was sitting near by, but Lucas's aunt Erica heard the comment and gave the boys a glare, immediately shutting them up.

"Kaner," Sharpie said to him, "Can you believe we're about to watch Tazer coach your son in an exhibition game?" Kaner let out a heavy sigh.

"I still can't believe that Toews' is my brother-in-law," He said, looking at Erica, who smiled in response, "Yet alone that my only son is old enough for the NHL."

"Hopefully, we'll be back here to watch more of his games," Sharpie said, getting nods out of everyone.


The lights in the U.C all went out, as a video package aired with the players of tonight's line-up, as all the players exited the ice and into the locker room to prepare for the game one last time.





*Locker room, NO P.O.V*

Everyone in the locker room was dressed up, ready to play a hockey game. For some players, it was just a warm-up game; they had already earned their spots playing with the Chicago Blackhawks. Then, you had players like Lucas and Quentin, who had to go big or go home- well, back to Rockford. Some of Lucas's family and friends were there- both of his parents, his aunt Erica, his 'Aunt' Sarah and 'Uncle' Patrick, his little brother and his little brother's best friend. The Brooks family had all promised to watch the game at home, while his little sister, Bianca, was probably with them, since his mom had told him she wouldn't be coming. And his girlfriend, Zoey, would also be watching at home- she wanted to come, but she had a lot of homework from Northwestern, so Lucas just told her to stay home and watch from there.

But all of that was in the back of Lucas's mind- now, It was time for him to focus on nothing but Hockey, and becoming a Chicago Blackhawk.

The room then went quiet, as first time head coach, and former Blackhawks legend, as well as Lucas's uncle, Jonathan Toews entered the room.

"Let's go kill it out there," Was all he said to the men, as they all got up and into order- their goalie and starting line-up were in the front, followed by everyone else. Lucas was playing Right Wing on the third line tonight, along with center Jaxon  McDowell and Left wing, Quentin Michaelchuk. All three of them were Rookies, hoping to land a permanent spot with the Blackhawks, so no question whenever their line was on the ice, they would be giving it 110%.

As the team got onto the ice and benched, the goal horn went off, as the crowd of people at the Madhouse cheered. As Lucas sat down on the bench next to his line, he looked over in the 100 section at the box, in which his family and friends were sitting in. He couldn't exactly see them, but he knew they were there, making him smile, before he took another look around the United Center, or as it was known, the Madhouse On Madison. His dad and his uncle both used to constantly light up the lamp here, and this was his favorite place to come to as a kid, and he used to imagine getting to constantly light up the lamp as well.

Tonight was his chance to make that happen.

"Now or never..." Lucas whispered to himself, as the lights dimmed for the national anthem.







*Kiley Household, No P.O.V*

"WHOA, this rookie for the Blackhawks is AMAZING!" Alex Riley said, sitting on his sofa with a beer in hand, taking in the Chicago Blackhawks game. Growing up in D.C, he was a Capitals fan, but ever since he moved to Chicago to be with his wife and daughter, he's grown into a Blackhawks fan.

"Which one?" His wife, Kathryn asked, coming into the room with a beer for him and a bottle of water for herself.

"That Lucas Kane kid," He said, as Lucas Kane was busy celebrating a goal he had just scored. At that, Kathryn gagged, getting an eyebrow raised out of Alex, "What's your problem with the new kid?"

"My Problem happens to be his last name," Kathryn stated.

"Kane?" Alex asked, not getting it, "What's wrong with that? He's the son of Patrick Kane, a legend."

"It's not his father I have a problem with, but," Kathryn began, "Do you remember who his mother is?"


That's when Alex realized why she didn't like him. He sighed, then rubbed his temples, shaking his heads.

"Babe, I know you and that Kasey Angel chick didn't get along-"

"Don't get along!? She was a total bitch and I HATED her!" Kathryn pointed out.

"But that was in the past, WWE days!" Alex said, "It was a character!"

"Oh, You KNOW I didn't just hate her character and she didn't just hate my character," Kathryn said, "That hatred we had for each other was real, Inside and Outside of the ring."

"That was YEARS ago!" Alex pointed out, "She has kids, we have a kid...things change, you gotta let go of some things."

"Well," Kathryn began, "Sometimes, things, no, Sometimes PEOPLE don't change, and sometimes, you gotta hold onto something for dear life, and this is one of those things," She said firmly. Alex sighed at his wife's stubbornness,  something he had grown used to in the past couple years that they've been together.

"I swear," Kathryn began, "I haven't seen Kasey Angel ever since she left the company to go play 'Mommy' and I want to keep it that way. I NEVER want to, in ANY way, have to see her again, EVER."








*Chicago Blackhawks Locker room, after the game*

"DUDE, WE KILLED IT OUT THERE TONIGHT!" Quentin shouted to Lucas, as he and the rest of the team entered the locker room, excited over a 4-1 win, 2 of those goals coming from the third line, one from Lucas, one from Jaxon, and Quentin getting an assist on both goals. Quentin and Lucas both sat down at their stalls, starting to take their skates off.

"Go big, or go back to Rockford, right?" Lucas said, smiling at his best friend and team mate.

"After this game, I doubt we'll be going back to Rockford," Quentin said, as Lucas sighed.

"Hopefully not..." He said, putting up one of his skates, and beginning to take off his other skate.

"Hey," Quentin said, "Don't talk like that. We made a huge impression tonight, now, all we have to do is-"


Quentin was once again interrupted by the coaching staff entering the locker room. Everyone looked up as Head Coach Jonathan Toews looked at all of his men, the one's who were just warming up, and the hopeful ones.

"I'll be making final decisions for the regular season line-up tomorrow, but for now, good game, men, Media's coming in soon," He said, before he and the rest of the staff walked out of the locker room.


Lucas and Quentin looked back at eachother, before Lucas sighed.

"Ready for the waiting game?" Lucas asked.

"I won't rest until I find out if I'm staying or going back to Rockford..." Quentin said.

"Hopefully..." 

Chapter 1 // The First And Last Impression

*September 21st, 2032, 4:30am*

The sound of heavy breathing filled the air. The room, which was once cool, was now hot due to the body heat. They turned all the lights off with the exception of the one in the middle to see if that would help- it didn't. They've been going at it for 90 minutes now, 30 minutes more than they said they would. Enough was enough.

"Alright," Quentin Michaelchuk said, grabbing a firm hold of his punching bag to stop it, "that's enough."

He walked over to his friend Lucas Kane, who was busy bench pressing. Quentin helped him grab a hold of his weights and put them up, then Lucas sat up and wiped the sweat off of his forehead.

"Some spotter you are," Lucas mumbled, before reaching down to his Gatorade bottle, "Instead of making sure I don't fuck up, you go off and hit the punching bag..." He paused, to take a sip of his blue Gatorade, "I could have possibly died."

"And I would have helped you parents with the funeral arrangements," Quentin responded, wiping the sweat away from his face with a towel. Lucas rolled his eyes, before taking another sip of his blue Gatorade. "Come on, we've already been working out since 3, we should be heading back."

"'Aight," Lucas said, getting up and stretching out his limbs, then he grabbed his gym bag, before following Quentin out of the warehouse.



When Lucas was 13, he left the city of Chicago, and America all together, to go play Junior Hockey with the Toronto Ravens, the team he played with until he was 18 and got drafted by the Blackhawks, the same team that drafted his dad and his Uncle Jonathan. When he came back to Chicago for the Christmas holidays, his dad surprised him with this warehouse- he had found it, then transformed it into a private gym. Lucas and his dad used to spend hours out here working out whenever Lucas was at home with him. Eventually, Lucas even brought the Brooks Triplets- James, Carlos and Logan- back here when they began training for their wrestling careers, and he also occasionally brings his little brother Eli out here. Now, he brings out his former Toronto Ravens teammate, also a current prospect of the Chicago Blackhawks, and his best friend, Quentin. With both of them trying to make the final lineup for the season, they've spent any freetime they had here- free time includes sleeping hours.

"What time do we have morning skate again?" Lucas asked, as he hopped in the passengers seat of Quentin's SUV.

"I think we gotta be there by 10am," Quentin replied, while starting his car, and hitting the Chicago streets, which were being lit up by the city lights.

"Great, i can probably get four hours of sleep before the skate, then get a couple more hours before the game," Lucas said, rubbing his eyes.

"Good, we can't have you falling asleep on the ice," Quentin joked, "It's the last game of the pre-season, and they've already sent a lot of rookies back to Rockford, yet we're still here. It's our last chance to make a good first impression and earn those spots on the lineup, and I'm not gonna be wearing the Indian Head sweatshirt unless you're wearing it with me," Lucas smiled at this, "Though, in a tragic event in which you get sent back to Rockford and I don't, I'll live." And with that, Lucas's smile quickly changed into a frown.

"Way to ruin a good moment, Q," Lucas said, rolling his eyes.

"Come on, You'd do the same thing in my situation, wouldn't you?" Quentin asked, causing Lucas to bow his head. "See! You totally would!"

"I've been playing on the same line as you since I was 13, and here we are 7 years later, trying to make it into the NHL together," Lucas reflected. "It would just feel weird not being able to drive to games with you, not working out with you...."

"Yeah, I've known you since your awkward stage...braces, being the shortest guy on the team..." Quentin reflected, making a terrified face.

"You're one to talk about awkward stages...." Lucas countered.

"Hey, I NEVER had an awkward stage," Quentin defended.

"You didn't hit puberty until our third season out there," Lucas chuckled, "You had the highest, most squeakiest voice on the team...hilarious."

"Mother nature was a bitch to me," Quentin grumbled, causing Lucas to raise an eyebrow.

"I don't think Mother Nature has a role in deciding when you become a man," Lucas said, "It's called mother nature...which means it deals with nature...as in the outdoors."

"Then why do girls always blame mother nature when it's their time of the month?" Quentin Asked.

"I don't know, they're hormonal and they need something to blame?" Lucas thought. "Zoey doesn't really get hormonal though, it's mostly her complaining about her cramps and how she wants to go to some buffet for dinner."

"Man, that is exactly why I don't have a girlfriend, they're too much man, they get you whipped," Quentin said.

"There is a whole list of reasons why you don't have a girlfriend," Lucas counted, causing Quentin to roll his eyes, as he pulled over outside of a loft.

"You are so lucky we're at your place now, or else I would have left your ass to hitchhike," Quentin told him, "Now get the hell out of my car, white boy." Lucas let out a chuckle, before reaching into the back to grab his gym bag.

"I'll see you in the morning," He said, as he got out of the car.

"Call me if you need a ride, hitchhiker," Quentin yelled after him, before driving away.


Lucas entered the building, before heading up to the loft he shared with his girlfriend of one year, Zoey. Lucas and Zoey have literally known each other since they were babies- they parents were friends, and their dads were both wrestling in the WWE, so it was easy for them to become friends,  and after 19 years, they became more than friends, and they've been together ever since.

He jingled the keys out of his pocket, then unlocked the door and headed inside, only to find Zoey wide awake and up watching tv.

"Zoe?" He asked, confused at what he was seeing. Zoey turned around and saw him, then smiled.

"Hey babe!" She smiled and waved, patting the empty couch cushion next to her.

"What are you doing up this early?" Lucas asked, setting his gym bag down and walking over.

"I could ask you the same thing," Zoey said, a smirk on her face, and that's when it clicked in for Lucas, "I've been up ever since Q stopped by."

"We were that loud?" Lucas asked.

"You're over-working yourself," Zoey said, "You have a morning skate in a couple hours, then a whole game..."

"I'll be fine," Lucas said.

"You're working out way too hard and that could have a bad effect on some of your muscles and lead to an injury," Zoey said, concerned. "I know you want this, Luke, but you're trying way too hard."

"Zoe," Lucas said, resting both of his hands on her shoulders, "I'm only amping up my workout schedule during the preseason, and tonight, it'll be over. I swear, once I get news on whether or not I'm staying here in Chicago or going back to Rockford, I'll go back to my regular schedule. I'm gonna be fine, babe." Zoey looked down at the ground, then back up at Lucas.

"You better not be heading back to Rockford, I hated having you hours away from me last year, and I'm not doing it again," She said, "No way I can live in this loft all alone again."

"Don't worry, you won't," Lucas said reassuringly, before planting a kiss on Zoey's lips. "Now, I have a morning skate in a few hours, so I'm gonna grab some sleep before then, AND you have a lecture at Northwestern tomorrow, so you should join me."

"Not until tomorrow afternoon," Zoey reminded him. "I can't believe I don't have to head to Class until One!"

***

"I can't believe it's 7am and I'm up getting ready for High School," Eli Lloyd grumbled, as he took a seat at his kitchen table, taking a sip of orange juice waiting for his mom to finish his toast.

"I don't even have anything to do today, but I'm still up at 7am too helping you and your sister get ready for school," His mom mumbled, rolling her eyes.

"In Junior High, I didn't have to wake up until 7:45 to start getting ready, now, I have to be at High School at 7:45," Eli sighed. His mom sighed too, walking over and placing his toast in front of him, before placing her hands on his shoulders.

"High School Sucks," She began.

"Thanks for the reassurance, mother," Eli mumbled, rolling his eyes.

"Let me finish," She said sternly, "High School Sucks, Spend it with people who don't."

"Mason," Eli smirked.

"Oh, speaking of him, " His mom began, "Your Aunt Sarah wants him to carpool with you, you're sister, Kendall and Logan."

"What?" Eli asked, "You want me to drive to school with Bianca and Logan?"

"And Kendall and Mason," His mom reminded.

"But Bianca and Logan?" He asked again, "Can't you just drive me?"

"Are You kidding me?" His mom asked, "After you two leave, I'm heading straight back to sleep."

"Come on..." Eli sighed, causing his mom to sigh as well.

"Bianca and Logan aren't that bad," She reminded him.

"They can't keep their hands off of each other," Eli mumble, causing his mom to raise her eyebrow.

"They what?" She asked. Eli put down his toast, and turned around to look at her.

"Logan kept her out past curfew the entire summer, what do you think they were doing that caused them to be late?" Eli asked her. His mom closed her eyes and clenched her teeth in frustration.

"I am going to kill that girl," She grumbled.

"We're about to go to High-School, I'm sure you'd be doing her a favor If you did that," Eli said, before getting up and putting his plate in the dishwasher. His mom sighed.

"It can wait until after Lucas's game tonight," She said, shaking her head, before their doorbell rang. "That's probably Mason."

"I'll grab it," Eli said, running his left hand through his dark hair, while also heading over to the front door to open it, revealing his best friend- Mason Sharp. The two bumped fist, before Eli invited Mason in.

"Nah, there's a car already out there, I'm guessing Bianca's boyfriend and sister?" Mason explained.

"Mom, Logan and Kendall are here," Eli shouted over to his mom. She just nodded, before turning her head toward the staircase.

"BIANCA, LOGAN AND KENDALL ARE HERE, GET DOWN HERE, NOW," She yelled upstairs. A moment later, Bianca appeared, causing Mason's eyes to pop out, Eli to groan and turn his head, and left her mom shocked.

"Whatever," Bianca said, walking over and grabbing her toast to eat in the car.

"Um, have you looked in the mirror, young lady?" Her mom asked, crossing her arms.

"Obviously, I couldn't have done my makeup without it," Bianca said as if it were obvious.

"Obviously, You didn't because if you did, you would have seen what you looked like," Her mom countered.

"You look hot," Mason said, causing Eli to gag, as well as Bianca.

"Shut up, you 12 year old perv," She responded, a look of disgust on her face. 

"I'm 14," Mason grunted out.

"And yet your balls still have yet to drop," Bianca said.

"BIANCA!" Her mom shouted, causing Bianca to turn around and look at her, then she smirked seeing how mad she was making her. Her mom closed her eyes and took a deep breath, before continuing, "There is absolutely no way you're leaving the house looking like that."

"Watch Me," Bianca said, before taking a bite of her toast, then walking out of the house, pushing Eli and Mason out of the way. She left her mom absolutely baffled by her attitude, and it was visible. Before he and Mason left, Eli turned to look at her.

"Dad has RAW tonight, then he'll be back tomorrow morning," He reminded her, before walking out the door. Bianca had already sat in the passenger seat next, so Eli and Mason hopped in the back, Eli choosing to sit in the middle, right between Mason and Kendall, Logan's little sister. Eli buckled his seat belt, then noticed Kendall was looking out the window. He was confused at first, until he saw that Logan and Bianca were busy in the front seat making out. He gagged, then turned to Kendall.

"They make you uncomfortable, too?" He asked her. Kendall turned around a looked at him.

"My best friend and older brother making out?" She said, before sighing. "Absolutely."

"You aren't the only one," Mason chimed in, crossing his arms. Finally, Bianca And Logan broke the kiss, and Bianca leaned over to turn on the radio to B96, then put on her seat belt.

"Well then," Logan began,putting his hands on the steering wheel, "Capone High School, watch out, because the coolest Seniors and coolest Freshmen are on their way to grace everyone with their presence."

***

"Alright, SOOOOOOOOOOOOO," Bianca said, bringing out the 'o', "According to our schedules, Me and Kendall have basically every class together since we're both taking basically all AP classes," She said, then paused to smile at Kendall, who returned one back, though it wasn't too sincere, "BUT, Logan, we have lunch, P.E, Study Hall AND Ceramics together!"

"It sucks my grades aren't good enough for AP classes like you two," Logan sighed.

"Who's fault is that..." Kendall silently mumbled to herself.

"Don't worry, only one more year of this school, then you're done," Bianca reassured him, also placing a kiss on his visible neck, causing him to smile. Then, the bell rang, getting a sigh out of Bianca. "I'll see you 4th Period for P.E."

"Can't wait," Logan smiled, before the two kissed, and Logan headed off in a separate direction toward his class, leaving Bianca and Kendall.

"Well then," Kendall said, to break the silence. Bianca brought her schedule up to her face to look at it, then back at Kendall.

"Well, Kenny," She said, referring to Kendall by her nickname, "Looks like we have Pre-Calc first period."

"What?" Kendall groaned, "Seriously?"

"I know, we should have Logan stop us off at Starbucks first if we're gonna make it through that class first thing in the morning," Bianca rolled her eyes.

"This should be fun," Kendall sighed, before she and Bianca headed upstairs to their pre-calc room.

"Alright!" Mason shouted excitedly, looking at his and Eli's schedule, "We have our study hall first period, also known as nap time."

"Say what you want, but I'm just going to do my homework in-"

"Oh My Gosh, Eli, is that you!?"

Eli stopped his sentence when he heard that voice- the voice of a girl from Junior High. Most of the girls in Junior High has a crush on him, and made him know it. Sadly for them, Eli had no interest, but he's not good letting people down, so It's not like he can just go up to them and tell them he doesn't like them and to leave him alone.

"Damnit.." Eli mumbled, before he started to run away.

"WAIT, OUR STUDY HALL'S UPSTAIRS, THOUGH," Mason shouted after him, but Eli ignored him and kept running. He didn't know where to run to, but he wanted to avoid those girls at all costs.

Eli ended up running into the fine arts wing all the way at the other side of the school, but he still had girls following him, so once he got into the fine arts wing, he ran down the hall and into the first class he saw, then slammed the door behind him. He peered out the small window in the door, and saw the girls go right past the room, causing him to let out a relived sigh. Then, he turned around, and froze when he saw a girl standing there with a cello in hand.

"Oh...I'm sorry," He said to her.

"Um, It's fine," She said, setting her bow down on her stand, so she could tuck a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear as well as adjust her glasses. That's when Eli noticed it.

This girl was absolutely beautiful.

Eli smiled, before walking closer. "You play cello?"

"I have since I was little," She admitted, "I'm playing for the Orchestra and the Wind Ensemble this year."

"Wow, impressive, so you're an upperclassman?" He asked her.

"Nope, I'm a Freshman," She said, only making Eli shocked, yet impressed.

"That's a class full of Juniors and Seniors," He said.

"Yeah...I'm the only Freshman," She shrugged,"I have a Study Hall this period, but I talked with the teacher, and since there's no music classes going on First Period, they're allowing me to spend it here practicing."

"That's awesome," Eli said, a whole smile planted on his face. "I play guitar, but I'm also learning bells and Marimba for the Percussion Ensemble."

"You play string and percussion?" The girl asked, also looking impressed. "You don't look like the Musician type."

"There's a type?" Eli asked.

"No, but there's a type of people who are popular, and you look like one of those people," She responded.

"I'm also a Wrestler," Eli explained, "But Guitar's my life, and I'd rather be doing that than wrestling, but it makes my dad happy, since he wrestlers." That caused the girls mouth to drop.

"My dad AND my mom used to wrestle!" She said.

"My Mom used to wrestle too!" Eli said, "WWE?"

"Of course!" She smiled.

"Wow, Incredible," Eli smiled.

"Here we are with two athletic parents, yet we chose the music lifestyle," She said.

"You don't choose the music lifestyle, the music lifestyle chooses you," Eli said, causing the girl to chuckle.

"Um, I have to get back to my cello, but you said you were In the Percussion Ensemble, right?" She asked.

"Yeah, they didn't have any classes I could play Guitar in, so I just chose that since I can kind of play Marimba," Eli explained.

"Well, the Orchestra class I'm in is the same period as Percussion Ensemble, 7th...hopefully I'll see you around here around then," She said, giving a warm smile that Eli returned.

"Yeah, you will," Eli said.

The girl turned and picked up her bow, then sat back down and turned a page of her sheet music and grabbed her Cello. Eli smiled as he watched, then he turned around to walk out, but something stopped him.

"Oh!" He said, turning around right before the girl was about to start playing. "My name's Eli, by the way. Eli Lloyd." The girl smiled again.

"My name's Leia, by the way. Leia Kiley."

***

"There is absolutely no way I'm passing Earth Space Science," Mason confessed, as he and Eli walked to their 3rd Period class- Humanities 1.

"I'm not going their until 8th period, but if you think that's hard, wait until you get to Ms. Whatever her name is' Spanish Class," Eli huffed.

"My mom took Spanish and said it was stupid, so I'm taking French 1 instead," Mason smirked.

"Lucky," Eli huffed again, before the two entered the Humanities Classroom.

When the two entered the class, it was full of mostly preps.

"Alright, look at all the hot girls," Mason whispered to Eli, a smirk on his face. 

Eli looked around, but then he saw one girl, and instantly forgot about everyone else in the room.

He saw Leia Kiley.

She was sitting by herself, over in the corner of the room, busy in thought drawing or writing or something in a notebook. Eli smiled, before making his way over to her. Mason was confused, but followed him nonetheless.

"Looks like we'll be seeing each other before 7th period, huh?" Eli said, taking the seat next to Leia, ignoring that Mason took the seat next to him. Leia's head rose from her notebook, and she cracked a smile.

"Looks like we will," She said back, as the two smiled right at each other. Mason felt uncomfortable, so to break the tension, he loudly cleared his throat, catching Eli's attention.

"OH!" He said, "Leia, this is Mason, my best friend, and Mason, this Leia, I met her first period, and she's pretty awesome and smart."

"You think I'm smart?" Leia asked, shocked.

"Of course I do," Eli smiled, causing Leia to smile again as well. The bell rang again, preventing them from saying anything else.

"Hello, Freshman! Welcome to Humanities 1. I'm Mrs. Saunders, and I'll be your teacher throughout the year," Mrs. Saunders began. "The thing about this class is, that in every story we read, i can guarantee, someone will die." She paused, as the people in the class snickered, and she shook her head, "Tragic, I know. SPEAKING of Tragic, if you look at the course syllabus on your desks, our first unit is picking up where you left off in Junior High- William Shakespeare." The class all grunted and complained, but she shushed them.

"Trust me, I'm not a big fan of his work, he's rather creepy," She confessed, "But for our Shakespeare unit, we'll be learning more about his life, as well as reading and acting out scenes from his most famous play, Romeo and Juliet, the story of two star-crossed lovers who came from two families who absolutely hated each other. OH! Actually, if you give me a moment, I can run outside and grab you your books for it!"

When Mrs. Saunders left, Mason turned to Eli to say something, but stopped when he noticed Eli was already focused on Leia. Mason turned his head back, then sighed.

"This class is gonna be fun...."

*5:45pm, Zoey and Lucas' Loft*

"Hey, Zoe, Can you-"

"I'm On it."

Zoey put down the tv remote, and walked over to the kitchen, where Lucas was busy attempting- and failing- to tie his tie. Zoey sighed, as she came over to help him.

"You know," She began, "You're 20, shouldn't you know how to tie a tie? Especially if you're going to be in the NHL?"

"I'll learn later, you know, when I don't have a game in two hours," Lucas said.

"Whoa, someone's snarky," Zoey said, finishing up his.

"Am not....just nervous," Lucas said. Zoey planted a kiss on his lips.

"You'll do great, okay?" Zoey reassured him. 

Lucas was about to respond, but then their was a knock on the door. Lucas sighed, then walked over to look through the peephole, then he opened it, revealing Quentin, who was also in a suit and tie.

"You ready?" Quentin asked.

"Ready as I'll ever be," Lucas replied.

"Come on," Quentin said, growing a smile on his face, "Let's go earn our spots in the NHL."

The Blurb // Characters.

Lucas Kane-20 Years Old

If you were to ask Lucas, his biggest problem is that he cares too much, and now that he's about to enter his Rookie Season for the NHL, that one problem could ruin him. Between being an "Overprotective" big brother to Bianca and Eli, a loving boyfriend to Zoey, and over-achieving athlete and a son who just wants to make his parents proud, It's hard to hate Lucas, unless you're a fan of any other NHL team other than the Blackhawks, then it's easy to hate him since he manages to make goalies look like circus acts when he plays. But of course, with fame comes a price, and he might not be able to pay that price, and if he doesn't, it could quite possibly ruin every aspect of his life.

Zoey Cena-20

Zoey's Parents were successful in the Sports-Entertainment industry, and Zoey's looking to be just as successful- in the Law firm industry. She lives in Chicago and attends Northwestern as a commuter student, studying Law and hoping to become a lawyer. Besides being an aspiring students, she's also a loving girlfriend to her long-time best friend and for the past year, boyfriend, Lucas, who just so happens to be starting his rookie season with the Chicago Blackhawks this season. Zoey's just loving life. But when her boyfriend's fame gets complicated, everything else in her life gets complicated. She must figure out not only how much she can trust him, but how much she can trust herself.

Logan Brooks-18

The youngest of the Brooks triplets, and the most troublesome, Logan was held back in school. So while James and Carlos are out in Florida, training to get WWE contracts and continue the wrestling legacy their parents started, he's stuck in Chicago at high school with his little sister Kendall. The only good thing about this is that he can spend more time with his girlfriend, Bianca. But when his dad's growing tired of Logan's care-free attitude, and his brothers pressuring him with Wrestling, Logan gets pissed off, and decides to make everyone happy by doing something serious-yet life threatening- that also involves wrestling...kind of. But not only could this decision take his life, but it could also take the life of the person he loves the most.

Bianca Lloyd-17

Bianca used to be a good kid. Then, she started dating Logan Brooks. Now, she has a whole new look, and a 'bad girl' attitude. Sneaking out, breaking curfew, skipping classes and detention have all become new activities for Bianca, something her parents are frustrated about. Simply put- Bianca just doesn't care. Not what her family thinks, not what society thinks, and not what her best friend AND her boyfriend's little sister thinks. Nothing can change Bianca's attitude- except maybe some sirens and flashing lights.

Kendall Brooks-17

Not much has changed with Kendall- though everything else in her life has. Her best friend Bianca has not only turned into a total slut, but she's also dating her asshole of a brother who's still living at him and in high school, while the two brothers she actually likes are half-way across the country. With two parents who are wrestling legends, and brothers who are on their way, Kendall's easily kicked into their shadows. It seems like everyone has a place or knows where they belong, except Kendall, and she's sick of it. How much can she take?

Eli Lloyd-14

Not only is Eli athletic, but he's a musician, playing guitar. Plus, he doesn't look ugly, and he has a great, joking, lovable personality. Eli can't help it, he's practically a dream guy. Plus- his old best friend Mason is moving back to Chicago, so the two are ready for their Freshman year of high school, and to take over the role as the most popular kids. But all his motives change when he meets a cello player in the music room, and he's completely attracted to her. Too bad that his friends and family can't accept that he actually met a girl he likes.

Mason Sharp-14

Mason is the son of an NHL legend and a police officer. Clearly, he grew up privileged- and a prankster. Now, he's moving back to Chicago to start high school, and along with his best friend Eli, he's ready to become the most popular kid. But when Eli gets a girlfriend, everything starts to change, and Mason will do anything to stop it.

Leia Kiley-14

When Leia was born, she was given up for adoption, and she wasn't adopted for another two years. She loves her adopted parents, but it's hard. Her mom is a beautiful, strong, athletic women, while Leia's just an uncoordinated, far-sighted, socially awkward geek, who's only talent is playing Cello. Not to mention school- it's hard to constantly be around and be compared to much prettier girls. She has every reason to be insecure. But when she meets a guy who likes her back, things are starting to go great, except there's a group of people ready to bring her down again.

Quentin Michaelchuk-20

Quentin Michaelchuk is only the 3rd black hockey player in the NHL today, but don't judge him by that, he's still one of the best rookie's in the NHL, alongside his Chicago Blackhawks teammate and best friend Lucas Kane. Unlike Lucas, Quentin's single and ready to hook-up, using Lucas as his wing-man at parties and bars. It's all fun and games for Quentin, but once the media chooses to step in, everything's all downhill.