I'm losing my mind, Autumn thought to herself. She'd been on a steady diet of bottled water and airplane food for awhile now. Vancouver doesn't seem to be so close anymore. She was away, and definitely ready for a new adventure. Except, not this one.
The last job anyone wanted was to supervise teenagers – forget the fact she was only 19 herself – but this was it. The International Hockey Federation wanted her to work for them because she had the skills available. Well, that, and she was the only applicant. Babysitting hockey players would be easy, right?
Wrong. Especially considering that, instead of the everyday ones she was used to, Autumn was stuck on the task of monitoring the Swedish players for the upcoming World Junior Championship. Swedish, though, really? The only Swedish thing Autumn was familiar with was IKEA, and she'd only been there once.
So here she was, getting off a plane in Ottawa, Ontario. Going to meet the team photographer who arrived two hours before the team would. She would meet Autumn at the airport and they would go to the hotel to meet the team. It was an experience that Autumn hoped would finish quickly.
Thankfully, it was around Christmas, and she wouldn't have to spend it alone. Or at least, forced to think of being alone at Christmas. That was a plus in itself.
The only reason she took this job was the pay. It was more than anyone was aware of, and would surely be enough to cover the three she was already working in order to keep her small apartment. Paying off her mother's medical bills in hopes of eventually going to school to become a musician, yeah, that was what was going on. There was even more going on deep down, but she would never admit it to anyone.
It would all be over soon, she told herself, as the plane finally landed, and her water bottle spilled all over the front of her pants.
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