Arousal

I pull down the black baseball cap I’m wearing as I sit on the bleacher next to my best friend, Irina, in the hope of hiding my face. My light brown hair cascades my back and the side of my face. From where we are seated, we can clearly see the All-Star Team Sweden’s goalie, who wears some complete ass-kicking special goaltending equipment to protect the net. It is different from his teammates’ as it especially helps in stopping the hockey puck from getting into the crease.Irina turns to look at me with a frown on her pretty face. “You’re late!” She flips her short blond hair and turns to look into the rink. The game is still on.“Sorry,” I quietly apologize.I’ve just arrived at the hotel an hour ago after a press conference and I slip away as fast as I can, without my figure skating coach noticing, just to watch the Hockey World Cup with my friend in St. Petersburg’s Ice Palace. It is the Team U.S. against Team Sweden at the mome

I listen to a song by one of my favorite rock bands, Linkin Park, on my earphones as I jog around the park, which is near my neighborhood. The earphones are connected to an IPod that’s inside my sweater pocket. My sweater is paired with jogging pants of the same color. Gray.Seattle, Washington, is a new place for me but I already feel at home after a month since I moved in. I’ve inherited this new home from my spinster Aunt Marie, who left it in my name before she died three months ago. It’s a peaceful environment. Maybe it is because of the usually huge houses around, which are owned by rich and powerful people.I’ve managed to find a job at downtown area as a veterinary assistant before I informed my mom that I’d move to Seattle, after learning that I inherited the house. My mom has been worried about me since our home is originally in Ohio, so far away from Washington. However, I’ve managed to console her I’d keep in touch every week and in between, if she wan

“See you tomorrow, Shannon!” My red-head classmate Kay waves at me goodbye.“Yeah! See you!” I reply.I smile and wave back as we go our separate ways from the community college we attend to in Beauty City, Rhode Island. I tuck my short light brown hair behind my ears. I then plug the earphones to my ears to listen to my favorite metal band on my IPod to not get bored while I walk toward home. My family’s home is just a couple miles away. I look around as my f