Chapter 1

:::This is the first story I've ever written and sorry if its not what you expected but you'll have to bear with me. I know that Evgeni Malkin has a very thick Russian accent and he sometimes doesn't speak correctly and he does not have the most extensive vocabulary yet, but for this story we're going to pretend he does. (:






"Hayden are you ready yet?!" I hear Ange yell from down the stairs.

"One minute, I just have to throw my heels on!" I yell while struggling to strap the black stilettos i just bought earlier that day.

"Damn girl! I guess those heels really were worth the money!"

I smile and run out the door because i really want to make it to warm ups before the game. I jump in the drivers seat while Ange gets in the passengers before we head down.

When we get in there we get our beer, and chicken then head down to our seats and wait for the players to take the ice.

"So have you picked who you'd want to date on the team yet there Hayden?"

"No, you know I don't like to seem like a puck bunny."

"Yeah, yeah whatever. I got my eyes on that hottie with a body, Staal."

I can't help but laugh at the corny rhyme she uses almost every time she sees a hot guy.

"Here they come!" I practically squeel as soon as I hear the boos from the crowd as the Flyers come out.

As soon as I hear that music play I get chills down my back as the Pittsburgh Penguins take the ice. I've always loved coming to games. Listening to my favorite music, watching the players stretch and goof off, and especially when they interact with the fans. I see Letang attempting to slam Godard in the boards, but he fails, and Godard returns the favor with a big shove. I look over at Talbot who I notice is once again checking out some of the girls in the crowd. He skates over to us and nods his head and smiles. Ange and I wave to him as we always do since he lives in the apartment below us. As the warm ups finish and they all head back to the locker room I run to the bathroom so I won't have to get up during the game.

When the players come out again is when it becomes real. We need a win tonight. Penguins score first and the whole arena erupts with cheering by all of the fans. The Pens scored once more in the first period and the Flyers returned one goal.

Going into the second period the score went from 2-1 to 4-1. The Pens were doing great and I couldn't help but notice how great Evgeni Malkin was doing.


After the game ended the Pens had managed to keep the Flyers off the score board for the rest of the game. The Pens won 5-1, and I was ecstatic.


After leaving the arena we go back to our house to change so we can go to Diesel. We walk across the street and enter the club. I order my usual vodka and cranberry, and Ange gets her usual vodka and orange. As soon as our drinks are poured and we walk away we see the Pens walk in. We don't freak out since most of them are always at our apartment looking for food since Max doesn't seem to keep anything but alcohol in his place. Max and Kris walk over and give us hugs as soon as they spot us.

"Hey whose the one with the jeans and Ed Hardy shirt on?" I ask Kris.

"Oh that's Geno, well Evgeni Malkin," Kris tells me.

"Oh yeah! Is he really good or something, i mean he had 4 points tonight I thought."

"Yeah he's leading in points in the NHL right now, but enough about him let's go dance!"

As Kris, myself, Ange, and Max make our way over to the dance floor, a completely wasted chick comes over to Max and hands him her number on a napkin, and tries to kiss him. He quickly pulled away, and says let's save that for another time. She blows him a kiss and walks away. He puts the napkin in his pocket and looks at me and tells me that he's not going to call her. Which i obviously knew was going to happen. As we all start dancing I tell Kris he has to introduce me to "Geno" and Kris laughs and leads me over to Geno who is casually standing there talking to Sid.

"Hey Geno! Got someone for you to meet!" Kris yells through the loud club. "Geno this is my friend, and I want you to meet her.

"Hi," I say to him "I'm Hayden." I say as casually and sweet as possible.

"Hello, my name is Geno," he says as he sticks his hand out for me to shake.

"Dance?" He asks me and we head out to the dance floor.

I loved watching guys who don't have a ton of alcohol in them yet try to dance. After about three songs he tells me that he needs a drink. As we head to the bar, I see drunk girls eyeing him up like hes a piece of candy. I can't help but laugh that even though I just met him myself, they probably don't like me just because he's buying me a drink. After he downs his drink he loosens up and asks if I am ready to go back out on the dance floor.

After dancing for a long time Ange comes up behind me and tells me she's starving and that Max and that everyone else is leaving. I pull Geno off of the dance floor and tell him that I have to go. He says grabs a napkin and asks me to write my number on it. I grab a pen from the bartender and quickly right my name and number down. As I am about to go he pulls me into a hug and tells me he'll be seeing me soon. I smile and head out the door with Max, Ange, and Kris.