Page 60 of Redeeming Heart

I gave him a sheepish smile and placed my hockey stick down. “Too loud?” I asked.

“Too early for Motley Crue and you have a visitor.” I frowned at him when he mentioned I had a visitor. I didn’t know anybody who will want to visit me this early.

I shoved my things into my bags and went downstairs to see who this visitor was. My father pointed me to the kitchen where I found Hailey showing Jonah a hand trick.

“Hailey?” Okay, now I was baffled.

“What are you doing here?”

“Morning to you too,” She said with a grin leaving Jonah’s side after giving him a fist bump.

“Elizabeth gave me a few days off after she found out I have friends here.” She explained.

“Her way of telling me that I need a break without actually saying it.” She added with a shrug.

“So, you’ve decided to come here and spend time with a bunch of hockey freaks?” I queried.

“Freak is my middle name.”

I chuckled and shook my head slightly. I always thought Jaylin was far from being normal with her weird taste, breaking rules, and not bending under pressure, but Hailey is a natural when it came to being weird.

I ordered Jonah to finish up and get his things so I could drop him off at school and head over to meet the girls.

“So, I don’t know how you guys feel about walking, but I rented a car.” Hailey gestured towards a parked SUV in our driveway.

“Oh, hell, yeah!” Jonah cheered and didn’t ask for permission to get in.

“You are spoiling him,” I muttered, but decided to get in as well after putting my things in at the back.

She just shrugged like she had no care and got behind the wheel.

“I had to walk my whole life even when my father had a big, fat account and own all of the buildings in Los Angeles.”

“My sister, Jessica is lucky to have him take her to school every morning and his driver picks her up every day after school. Joey and I never had such privileges.” She explained without despair in her voice as if it wasn’t a big deal or bothered her.

Or she just got over the hurt thinking it wasn’t worth it. Jaylin mentioned that Hailey knows how to suppress her emotions and pushes things that don’t matter to her out of her life without any regret.

“So, Motley Crue, huh?” She asked, turning on the radio before backing out of the driveway.

I arched an eyebrow. “You heard that?” I was mortified when she nodded followed by a big grin.

“Here, I thought you are Justin Bieber or One Direction fan.” I rolled my eyes and huffed at her.

“That’s a huge insult,” I grumbled.

“I’d rather be dead than be a fangirl of a pop band or Hollywood’s favorite drama boy.”

She snickered. “Sorry, I am just used to the new generation of girls who has a completely different taste in music than what I have.” She explained with a sigh, drawing her hand through her long brown hair.

“You, on the other hand, got some really good taste. I was raised on classical ballet music because of my strict mother and whenever I mentioned rock or metal bands, she would call me a freak. So, out of spite, I started collecting all kinds of rock and metal music, dressing up the way I felt comfortable, and showed her that I could adapt to being called a freak.”

I chuckled and saw Jonah rolling his eyes at her, but he had to admire her for being such a badass.

“So, it stuck.” She gestured to the tattoos on her neck and arms.

“Isn’t hard to become a dancer since they have strict rules?” Jonah queried from the back.

“Duh, but I just don’t care about their dumb rules. A person shouldn’t be judged on their tattoos, size, or race. I got this far because I stopped giving a damn about their rules and they hate me for it, except for Elizabeth.”

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