"This is the best day of my life," Maya gushes as the hockey house comes into view. "I would like to thank my dad, my management, and most importantly my fans for helping me get to where I am today."

"Why did we bring her?" Parker asks the rest of us. We are trailing slightly behind Maya who is leading the way, the only one who actually knows where she is going and also the only one excited to go. This has been Maya's dream for three years now and she is fully enjoying every second of it.

"Why did we bring ourselves?" Tristian counters, his arm around Luna who nods in agreement with her boyfriend.

"I told you guys I was a real bitch today and I felt bad, so we are just coming to show face for a little bit, drink for free then leaving. We will be home no later than 10pm I promise."

"I am holding you to that Fran," Luna tells me sternly but we all know I won't be the one keeping us, dragging Maya out of here in 45 minutes will be the bigger issue.

Maya stops at the end of their walkway looking at the four of us anxiously. Outside are a couple players in hockey apparel sitting on the porch swing drinking. I send Ryder a quick text that we arrived before grabbing Maya's arm and dragging her up the walkway to the front door.

The guys outside stare at us but don't speak as we approach. Their stares are mostly trained on Tristian and Parker, probably because they will mess up the ratio. I am already ready to pull the captain card and name drop Ryder but the front door opens and he emerges before I have to.

"Beck," he yells happily, a cup in hand and a new backwards hat on his head. I have literally never seen Ryder without a hat and I am beginning to wonder how many people even know what his hair looks like. I also wonder what his hat collection looks like because this is the 7th time I have seen him and the 7th hat I have seen him wear.

"Hey Ryder," I greet while Maya next to me makes a choking noise, gripping my arm painfully. "Ryder this is my roommate Maya, you'll be happy to know she is on the dark side and not a figure skater."

"Ah, perfect! Maya I like you already, you can come in. Butt you gotta stay out here, would hate for you to be tainted by hockey air."

"Shut up you ass." As I walk up the stairs I punch his arm softly and he flips me off before leading us inside. I shove Maya closer to him figuring if we are gonna be here the least I could do is play wing woman to one of my best friends.

The inside of the house is packed with bodies. The only light is coming from the strobe lights and LEDs hanging from the ceiling. In one corner is a DJ booth and there is no furniture besides a table in the middle of the room which girls, dressed way too pretty for this place, dance on.

I look down at my own attire and question if maybe I am underdressed. Maya, like the other girls, is in a short tight dress that makes her look incredible with a pair of sky high heels that will be killing her feet later. I choose to wear just a pair of jeans and a cropped top with a leather jacket and a pair of comfy boots. Luna dressed similarly to me while the guys opted for jeans and a button down with a pair of sneakers.

In comparison the guys are way overdressed compared to the hockey players. Most of them are in hockey shirts and wearing sweatpants or jeans. Some of them look like they are straight up in their pajamas as they dance with gorgeous girls who probably spent hours getting ready and are way too hot to be dancing with them.

"Can I put my jacket somewhere," I yell over the music. Ryder nods, waving for us all to follow him up the stairs.

We follow him to a door and he opens it to a clean bedroom with other jackets laying on the bed and desk chair. "This is Bray's room, it is where we are putting jackets tonight," he tells us as we take our jackets off and put them on the bed together.

"Thanks," Luna says, still looking hesitant about being here. We all follow Ryder back downstairs, people greeting him left and right like he is the president. I fight the urge to roll my eyes and remind myself of my earlier outburst and Ryder's words. He acknowledges the work I put in, besides just because I don't get recognition doesn't mean he doesn't deserve it, he works equally as hard.

"Drink anyone?" We are now in the kitchen where jugs of jungle juice sit on the counter. There is a door which leads to what looks like a basement and another set of stairs that leads up to the above floors. To the left is another entryway that leads to a dining room where games of beer pong are being played. "Maya?"

Maya clams up with Ryder's attention on her so I quickly swoop in. "Yeah we will all have a drink. Luna you're drinking with me," I tell Luna who has now left Tristian to stand on Maya's other side as support.

"Gotcha." Ryder pours us each a drink as Parker pulls my hair to get my attention.

"What," I hiss, rubbing my sore scalp.

"We gotta bounce, now girlie."

"Parker it is not 10pm yet, no. Just have one drink."

"My ex is here. We. Need. To. Leave."

I peek into the dining room and sure enough at one of the tables is Parker's ex. Parker's breakup with him was messy to say the least and I know a part of Parker regrets the break up. It was a toxic relationship for sure with high highs and low lows but Parker hasn't felt what he felt with his ex with anyone else and I know that scares him.

"Hey." Some guy walks in and nudges Ryder before looking at our little group. I recognize him as one of the guys who was watching us skate that one day. He is bigger than Ryder, not taller but he has broader shoulders. His entrance has caught everyone but Parker's attention.

"Bray this is Beck, Beck this is my best friend Bray."

"Hey," I greet as he gives me a little nod. The rest of the group introduces themselves as Ryder hands us each a drink. Bray's eyes are trained on Parker who is still watching his ex like he is the only person here. "His ex," I explain to Bray.

"He looks so good, maybe I should go talk to him? I mean the sex was great? He was so, I mean you know guys. I mean what harm is there in going over there and saying hi?"

"Desperate much," Bray mutters before exiting the room with an attitude like someone pissed in his drink. That got Parker's attention and his mouth pops open as his face turns red in a mix of embarrassment and anger.

"Relax," I whisper to him before he does something stupid. Parker is notorious for being dramatic and always manages to find himself in the middle of a mess.

"Ignore Bray, he is just cranky," Ryder tells Parker.

"If I am going to be here I want to dance," Luna says as she turns to Tristian. He doesn't even hesitate, throwing back the rest of his drink then leading Luna to the dance floor where they will undoubtedly show up everyone.

Parker quickly disappears shortly after and some hockey player starts talking to Maya in the corner of the kitchen leaving just me and Ryder standing there alone.

"Feeling better?"

"Yeah," I confess as the alcohol begins to do its job."You?"

"A couple more drinks and I think I'll be good as new."

"That's good. I am going to go dance, want to come?"

"I'm not really the dancing type," he tells me lamely while adjusting his hat.

"Fine then I will dance and you will be my security. Make sure none of your gross players infect me with their germs and make sure my drink is never empty."

"What am I your bitch now Beck," he laughs while I grab his arm and drag him out of the kitchen to the dance floor.

"Yes, it is karma for calling me butt," I shout over the music, having to stand as tall as possible to get anywhere close to his ear even with him bending slightly to help me. My boots have a decent size heel on them and I still barely come to Ryders shoulder, which is fucking bullshit. I am not a short person, I am pretty average height actually but next to him I feel like I am a little kid.

I move to the middle of the room and Ryder follows close by. I am a few drinks in at this point and feeling loose enough to dance alone without being embarrassed. I spot Luna and Tristian in a corner dancing but from the looks on their faces they're going to start making out any second now and I don't want to interrupt that.

Ryder is awkward as girls continually come up to him and try to dance and he politely declines and hides by me. Clearly the dance floor isn't his scene but it is very much mine so I have no plans to leave anytime soon.

Ryder gets us a few more drinks, himself more often than me but I don't want to black out which I would if I tried to keep up with him, considering he is much larger than me. By the time I stumble off the dance floor Ryder is slumped against a wall close by. The only times he ever left me where to get more drinks and while I never managed to get him on the dance floor he stayed close by nonetheless.

"Having fun," he asks, leaning down close to my ear to ask.

"So much fun," I laugh as I see Tristian and Luna slinking down the stairs and Maya in the middle of a heavy makeout.

"Be my partner in pong?"

I throw him a thumbs up tired of yelling as we both head to the dining room. When we enter the room feels tense and I instantly notice Parker and Bray in each other's faces. Ryder quickly steps in to breaks things up and I pull Parker away. He is so mad he is literally shaking. I try to make sense of what I missed while Ryder exits the room with Bray.

"Time to go," I announce, dragging him away to find the rest of our friends. Tristian and Luna are on the dance floor so they take Parker while I go find Maya. I enter the kitchen but find Ryder instead. "What the fuck," I ask him still confused.

"No fucking idea, from what I am getting it is all over who was supposed to go next in beer pong? So fucking stupid Bray has been wired all night no idea what is up with him."

"Parker has been off too. I think it is best we go."

"Yeah, Bray is in my room cooling down so you guys can get your jackets. See you Thursday?"

"Yup. Night Ryder thanks for the invite."

"Anytime Beck." Ryder walks off with two drinks in hand to play beer pong and people are quick to ditch their own partner to offer to be his. I head to the basement which seems to just be more of the same music, dancing, and hooking up and thankfully find Maya.

She protests but I manage to drag her away from the hockey player whose face she is eating before we reunite with everyone else. I lead the way upstairs to Bray's room for our stuff. Parker is cursing and pacing, still worked up.

"I have an idea," he says suddenly as we are all putting our jackets on.

"No," I say instantly. Ryder and I have finally gotten into a good groove and I will not have Parker's destructive tendencies ruin this. Last time he had an idea, he was keying someone's car. The possibilities he could come up with in Bray's room are endless.

"Nothing bad, I was just going to say we steal his bedroom door?"

I give him a stern look but he gives me an evil smile while Luna and Tristian whisper it's perfect and even Maya gets on board. I mean stealing a bedroom door isn't that bad. Sure Bray will be mad but he can get the door back tomorrow and it will be fine.

Caving to the terrible influences I call friends I let out a deep sigh as I look at the door we are about to steal. "Maya watch the back door so we can sneak out. Luna watch the top of the stairs to make sure no one comes up here. Go," I order as the two girls clap and run to their stations.

The two guys make quick work getting the door off the hinges before I lead the way down the backstairs and out of the house. We make it about a block from the house, the two guys lugging the wood door through the snow before we all burst out in laughter.

We make it home at 12:30 with the stupid door and Parker stages it in our living room before tweeting a picture of it and tagging Bray. It is immature for sure but I get a text from Ryder shortly after the tweet that Bray is livid but he thinks it is hysterical.