Thursday, April 8, 2010

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own Drew Stafford or any other hockey player named in this story.

Andrea's POV

Drew and my 1 year anniversary was coming up. Knowing this I started thinking back to how we met.

We had started dating last year after his sister Tristyn introduced us. Drew was in town because his team was playing against the Wild. The Sabres had arrived the day before the game so Tristyn decided it would be a good idea to spend some time with her brother. She let me tag along so I could meet Drew who she talked about all the time.

When we got to the Sabres hotel the team bus was just arriving. We waited in the hotel lobby for the guys to get off the bus. When all of them walked into the hotel Tristyn ran up to Drew and hugged him from behind. Surprised he turned around to noticed his sister.

"Hey Sis long time no see. What have you been up to punk?" He said with an evil smirk on his face.

"Nothing much, Just thought we would come and surprise you, maybe steal you away from the team for a little while." She said as she smacked him.

"Sure let me just sign in and take my bags to my room. I'll be right back." He said as he started to walk away. Drew quickly turned around with a confused look on his face.
"Wait, what do you mean WE would visit you? Did you bring someone with you?"

Realizing that she hadn't introduced us yet Tristyn found me and pulled me toward him.

"Yeah I brought my friend Andrea. Andy this is Drew, my older brother. Drew this is my best friend, Andy."

"Hi Drew." I said shyly.

"Hey Andy, Nice to meet you." He said as he poked Tristyn.
"Ok girls let me run these up to my room then we can head out"

We sat in the lobby waiting for Drew to return. About 10 minutes later he came down to the lobby.

"Ok what do you say we ditch this popsicle stand ladies?" He said coming in between me and Tristyn and wrapping his arms around both of us.

We decided we would go eat at Hell's Kitchen in Minneapolis since it was only 15 minutes away from the hotel. We sat down and ordered our food. While we waited Drew and Tristyn started catching up. It was amusing listening to all their stories. Tristyn was right when she said he was a big goofball. I couldn't help but laugh when they brought up Drew's band Invisible Children. I had seen the video of him in the tight leopard pants with a wig and fake moustache. Picturing him doing that now amused me. I must have laughed loud enough for him to hear because he then looked at me and asked what was so funny.

"Nothing, I was just thinking of something." I said to him hoping he wouldn't ask what it was.

"Oh ok. So are you a hockey fan?" He said trying to change the subject.

"Yeah I grew up in Dallas, Texas so I've been a lifelong Stars fan."

"Oh man. I think we're going to have to change that." He said smiling at me.
"How about you come to tomorrow nights game, you and Tristyn. We can try and convert you."

"I think that might be quite a challenge considering I've been a Stars fan since I was little, but if you're up to the challenge then sure."

"Well I am up to the challenge so say goodbye to your days as a Stars fan." He said shaking my hand.

After dinner we went back to Tristyn's house and hung out for a little while. We sat on the couch, flipping channels. Since Halloween was a few weeks away there were alot of horror movies playing. We ended up watching Friday the 13th. Drew being the goofball he is kept trying to scare us by randomly yelling or tapping us. When the movie was over we had to drive Drew back to the hotel before he got in trouble.

"See ya Sis, love ya. Andy, Nice meeting you. See both of you girls tomorrow. Then let the converting begin." He said laughing as he pulled both me and Tristyn in for a hug.

After we left Drew's hotel we both headed home. That night as I laid in bed all I could think of was Drew and how fun he was to be around. I couldn't wait til tomorrow to go to the game. I hadn't been to one in a long time so I was excited. After replaying all of the days events in my head I slowly drifted off to sleep.

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