Capture the Moment

<p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>Cleo </em></strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I had a plan to come to SFU and start a new life. Everything was supposed to be normal-easy even. No boys. </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>No drama.</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My dad coaches here and we'd already come up with our game plan for the year-go to home games and any practices he needed me at. Which was easy enough until one night changed everything. I thought I'd be able to move on from him but everything hits the fan when I see him at my dad's hockey practice. Did I also mention that he's my partner for a major project?</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Blake Wilder was certainly </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>not</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> a part of my plan.</span></p><p><br></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>Blake</em></strong></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Meeting Cleo Jones at a pre-semester part was </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>not</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> on my bingo card for this semester. Hooking up with her the day before meeting her as my coach's only daughter was certainly as far away from my mind as possible. I </span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>had</em><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> a plan. Play the fame and show the scouts that I'm ready for the big leagues. But when our project has us getting closer than ever I can't help but focus on the girl in front of me a little to much.</span></p><p><br></p><p><br></p>