Sitting on the bench outside of her house, a hockey stick in her hand and a pair of skates in her bag, Austin knew that this would be the last day she could actually enjoy herself. Maybe Paris wouldn't be so bad she thought to herself, but let out a small laugh as she had realized what had just been said. The idea of a girl such as herself going to 'the city of love' just flew right over her head, considering she couldn't believe that anything worth her wild would come from it. Maybe it was the fact that she would rather be eating that cheeseburger and fries that was so helplessly calling her name rather than the thought of being stuck around couples all day.

Austin knew that she could just lie her way out of it - say that she had gotten too sick to go out during the day once she got to Paris and then plead the case of depression and homesickness wafting over her to be an excuse to get sent home, but maybe she didn't want that. After all, Paris did have quite the open area to just roam around with her blades on and they did have some of the best food. Maybe it wouldn't have been so bad after all ... but she quickly let those thoughts dissolve, because if she let the possitive attributes continue to enter her mind - she may actually see a reason in wanting to go.

Hearing the front door swing open, she looked over to see Alex. "Hey, little one." he called over to her as he too had his skates strung over his neck and his keys and stick in hand. She shot him a quick death glare as he called her 'little' and let her mouth curve into a smirk. "You won't be calling me 'little one' once I beat your butt in our last game at home. For awhile at least ... Do we even have to go?" she asked, slightly rolling her eyes, adding a shrug of the shoulders. Her brother simply shook his head as he smirked at his sister's ridiculousness and they made their way to the car.