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Lexi does this thing where when she has to make a decision she makes pro's and con's lists. I know, she's like a real life version of Rory Gilmore.

I decided to use that idea with deciding what team I'm going to play for. I thought it was about time I decide since it's been over 2 weeks.

Oh yeah, I'm back from Boston. Got home early this morning. So um, we did win the Harvard game but we lost the Yale game. And Halloween is in two days.

But in front of me I have narrowed it down to two teams, Chicago North Stars and Boston Pride. Each has they're own pro's and con's list.

I know the reasons suck but I'm not as good as this as Lexi or creative.

Am I stupid for considering Rohan? I've never been in a relationship where it seems like it might last to my future but should I make a decision based on it?

I mean if things don't work out I'll be in a city where I don't know anyone.

Fuck, this is so frustrating.

Then I hear a knock at my door, I look over and see Lexi. "Hey." She squeals running up to me. We hug. "I haven't seen you all day."

I laugh as we separate. "We only got here at about 4." So by the time I'd gotten back my lectures were done.

But she's distracted because she spots my pro and con lists. "Kat, you still haven't decided?" She goes to pick them up. She reads them, "Your Chicago North Star list is lacking."

I huff a breath and splay on my bed, "I know. I also have to add your going to be in NYC." I mumble.

She folds them back up and puts them onto my desk. I feel the dent in my mattress indicating her sitting down. "Katherine don't base your decision on boys, even your family or me. Base your decision on how you feel, really feel."

I open an eye, seeing her giving me a look.

"Think about the answer to the question I'm going to ask, and only take into consideration your own feelings not others." She pauses. "Out of both options, which one makes you the most happy and excited when considering accepting."

I bite my lip, "Honestly? Boston Pride."

"There you go. Don't base your decision on others because it won't always work out if you do that." She says standing up.

"But━"

She interrupts me, "No. Your feelings are what count." And she leaves my room leaving me to my thoughts.

If I'm being honest, deep down The Boston Prides were always going to be my decision but the thing that stopped me was Rohan and how that would factor in. But Lexi's right, I have no clue what's going to happen in the future no matter how much I hope.

And I should make decisions that effect my future based on hope.

I blow out a breath and sit up, looking around the room for my phone. I grab it and scroll through my contact until I get to I and press Iris.

It rings a couple time until I hear someone answer, "Iris Stone's office."

"Uh, hi, can you transfer me to Iris, tell her Katherine Mitchell is calling?" I ask. Whoever is on the other line puts me on hold.

About a minute later I hear Iris's smooth and clear voice, "Katherine," I can hear her smile, "I was wondering when I'd get this call."

I give a nervous laugh, "Yeah, sorry, I just needed time, but I made my decision. Start drafting the contract."

"I love hearing that, the Prides are happy to have you."

We then converse for a couple more minutes. And when I hang up it feels like a weight lifted off my shoulders.

I walk out to the living room to find Lexi cleaning. Something to be warned about her is that she's a literal clean freak. Not only that, she cleans when she's stressed.

So safe to say our apartment is always clean, spotless even.

Right now she's reorganizing the fridge, putting everything she just bought into containers. Do I get it? Nope.

I lean against the island, "Hey, wanna go to the mall?" I ask.

She looks over her shoulder, "Like now?" I nod, "Let me finish this and then we can go."

I nod and go to change since I'm in track shorts and a tank top. I change into leggings and a Delcour hoodie since It's getting pretty chilly outside.

I walk out of my room to see her wiping the island. I grab my purse, "Ready?"

She nods and folds the cloth and places it on the sink divider. She walks over and grabs her purse, she pauses, looks at me, "You know, Chase said something funny to me."

I furrow my brows.

"You only called me once while you were gone and you didn't tell me you're now dating Rohan?" She asks in a disbelieved voice.

I advert my eyes. Shit! Did I really forget to tell her?

"Uh, I'm so sorry, Lex. Honestly, I don't know why I didn't tell you, I forgot we we're dating when we'd talked."

She purses her lips, as if thinking. Opens her mouth but closes it and seems to change her mid. She smirks, "Did you guys...?"

I feel myself blush. I turn around and open the door, not answering.

I hear her laugh, "Oh my god you did!"

I'm not looking at her as we go to the elevator. I'm not embarrassed, it's that any sex talk makes me blush, even if we're not talking about my sex life I still get flustered.

She gasps, "How many times?"

These elevator buttons are mighty fascinating.

Lexi doesn't give up, "Does he live up to the rumours?"

I whip my head to look at her, "Rumours?"

She nods. "There are rumours about how amazing the hockey players are at sex but the most popular guy, and I mean in rumour, is Reid, Rohan and Chase if I'm not mistaken. Wait I've actually heard quite a bit of girls praise Kai." She shrugs.

I crinkle my nose, "Ew." I shiver.

She raises her brow, "So, is he?"

I bite my lip. Advert my eyes, "I haven't heard these rumours so..." I shrug just as the elevator opens. Before she could pester me more, I say, "He met dad." I say walking out and into the underground parking lot.

"He met James?" She asks in disbelief, "And what happened? Did your dad punch him?" She asks getting into the passenger seat of my truck.

"Actually, no." I laugh. "Dad and Rohan watched hockey for a bit, seemed to get along. During dinner, they actually got along well," I groan, "Dad told the hockeyfly story." I say pulling out of the garage.

Lexi burst out laughing, "No."

"Yup, now he calls me fly." I roll my eyes.

But even as I roll my eyes butterflies erupt in my stomach at the thought of him. Him and my dad getting along. But along with those butterflies is this feeling that kind of feels like a knot that's slowly unraveling.

This feeling is unknown to me, but I have a feeling I know what it is...

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