Becoming Mrs. Seguin

"Christine, well done," Professor Williams praised as he was handing me my exam back.

I received an 'A', and boy was I happy. All the time I put into studying for it had definitely paid off. There wasn't a better way to end my first trimester of college. But for now, I had a whole month off to spend with my family and friends, and I was absolutely thrilled about it.

That night, Savannah and I were eating the Chinese take-out she had ordered for dinner. Tomorrow morning, the both of us would be heading our separate ways. She had a flight to New York where her family lived and I'd be flying back home to Minnesota. Andrew had offered to drive us to the airport, which I thought was really nice of him.

Tyler had already left for Brampton yesterday after his game against the LA Kings. Since Ontario was just north of Minnesota, he told me that he'd come visit after Christmas. I couldn't wait for him to meet my parents.

The next morning, I showered then changed into my pink North Face jacket and a pair of jeans. Andrew came to pick us up at 10. We made it to the airport around 11 since there wasn't any traffic. I grabbed my suitcase from the trunk and gave Savannah a huge hug before heading inside.

The plane ride went by pretty fast and before I knew it, the pilot was already announcing our descent into the Twin Cities. I looked out the window, recognizing several of the frozen lakes and famous landmarks that we were flying over. After all these months, I was finally back home.

As soon I as I got off the plane, my phone started to ring. A look of surprise crossed my face when I saw who it was. Damon Parker.

"Hello?", I answered.

"Hey, did you arrive yet?", he asked.

"Yeah, I just did," I replied, making my way down towards the passenger pick-up area.

"Cool. Anyways, you know how the Patriots have a game against the Cowboys in two weeks?"

"Yeah. Why?"

"Umm...I was wondering if you wanted to go see it with me," he said, sounding slightly nervous.

"Aww, that sounds fun. I'd love to, but I can't. I'm actually spending my whole winter break in Minnesota," I told him.

"Oh, never mind then. Is Tyler with you?", Damon asked.

"Nope, it's just me," I responded.

"Gotcha. Well, have fun in Minnesota then. I'll see you in January, ok?"

"Ok. Have a wonderful Christmas, buddy," I said.

"You too, pal," he replied with a chuckle before hanging up. I seriously loved Damon. Not only was he a great friend, but whenever I had exams coming up, he'd always be there to help me prepare for them. And I sure was thankful for that.

When I stepped outside, right away I spotted my dad's Cadillac. To my surprise, it was Aaron that came out of the driver's seat. He had a Notre Dame hoodie on with a pair of jeans. His eyes instantly lit up when he saw me and a huge smile formed on his face.

"Aaron!", I exclaimed. Immediately, I dropped my suitcase and ran towards his open arms.

"There's my little sis," he said happily, wrapping me into a huge bear hug. I couldn't help but cry tears of happiness.

"I missed you so much, Aaron."

"Me too. Come on, let's go home. You can tell me all about college in the car," my brother replied.

"Ok."

"Oh, and I wanna hear about your NHL boyfriend, too," Aaron added with a wink. This was definitely going to be a fun car ride.

My mom prepared a huge dinner that night to welcome both Aaron and I back home. All of our family relatives were there too, since they'd also be spending Christmas with us. The best part was getting to see my friends, Sierra and Hayley. They hadn't changed a bit since I last saw them during the summer.

The three of us went to the Mall of America afterwards to go holiday shopping. I hadn't even gotten Tyler a present yet. Christmas would've already passed by the time he got here, but you know what they say: It's the thought that counts. We went into Macy's and I decided to buy him a watch, since he normally wore one.

"So, when do we get to see Tyler?", Sierra asked as we were driving back home.

"Soon," I told her with a smile.

***

I woke up on the morning of my nineteenth birthday to see snow falling heavily outside. Just the thought of having to shovel our driveway again made my limbs go numb. I reached for my phone on the nightstand, remembering how it had only been exactly a year ago since I got the Bruins case for it from Aaron. Who knew the person that had signed it would end up being my boyfriend later on?

Speaking of Tyler, he had called yesterday to inform me that he was coming this afternoon. I went to shower, changing into a sweater and jeans, and then my whole family went out for Sunday Brunch at Granite City to celebrate my birthday. It felt so nice to have them around again.

That afternoon, I drove to the airport to pick Tyler up. He was standing outside when I arrived, signing autographs for two young girls sporting Bruins jerseys. Ever since this season, his popularity had grown even more. I parked my mom's SUV on the curb then got out to greet him. Tyler turned around when he saw me and a huge grin instantly formed on his face.

"Happy birthday, Christine!", he exclaimed, giving me a huge hug. I felt my feet being lifted off of the ground as Tyler picked me up in his arms.

"Thanks, Ty," I said with a smile once he put me back down.

"You're Tyler Seguin's girlfriend?", one of the two girls asked. I nodded my head in response.

"Wow, you're very pretty!", the second girl remarked in awe.

"Aww, thanks. You girls are very pretty, too," I said to them. They headed back to their mother afterwards, looking as excited as could be. My face lit up with amusement and I turned to Tyler. "So, you ready to meet the rest of the Millers?"

"If they're anything like you, then yeah, I'm definitely ready," he replied with a grin, draping his arm over my shoulder as we walked over to my mom's car.

On our way home, we drove by the high school that Aaron and I had gone to. Tyler was surprised when I told him that it had the same mascot as Harvard did, the Crimson. I remembered how I used to come up to the stadium everyday during the fall, back when my brother was the captain of the football team. Ah, those were good times.

When we got home, I opened the door to find Aaron and my parents talking in the kitchen. My mom turned her head around at the sound of our approaching footsteps and immediately, her eyes went to Tyler. I cleared my throat before speaking.

"Mom, dad, this is Tyler, my boyfriend," I introduced.

"Oh I think all of us here know who he is. It's an honor to meet you, Tyler. I'm Paul," my dad said with a warm smile as he shook Tyler's hand.

"It's a pleasure. My dad's name is Paul, too. And you must be Mrs. Miller," Tyler replied, directing his attention to my mother.

"Oh, you can call me Victoria. Wow, she was right. You are handsome," my mom remarked as she took in Tyler's appearance.

"Well, I can see where Christine got her stunning looks from," Tyler said with a dazzling smile as he shook her hand. No doubt his words had charmed my mom because immediately, her cheeks began to blush.

"And this is Aaron, my older brother," I concluded.

"You play for the Colts, right?", Tyler asked as they shook hands.

"Yeah, it's my first season with them," Aaron confirmed.

"I've seen you play on TV. And man, you're great," Tyler complimented. My brother looked absolutely flattered.

"Thanks, dude. It means a lot coming from an athlete like you."

After a couple more minutes of conversation, my mom and I showed Tyler to one of our guest bedrooms downstairs.

"Make yourself comfortable," she said to him.

"Thanks, Victoria. I was actually planning on taking your family out to dinner for Christine's birthday tonight, if that's ok with you."

"Oh, that sounds like a wonderful idea," my mom replied with a smile before heading back upstairs, leaving me alone with Tyler.

"So, what do you think of my parents?", I asked him.

"They're awesome. Your brother is, too. We should do something with him tomorrow," he suggested.

Oh, I knew exactly what we were going to do. In fact, I had been planning it ever since I got here.

"Definitely. Listen, I know Christmas is already over, but I got you something."

"Aww babe, you didn't have to," Tyler said, pulling me into his arms. We sat down on the bed and I handed him the gift bag, then watched as he opened it. "A watch? Just what I need. Thanks, babe."

"You're welcome. Does it fit?"

Tyler took off the watch he was currently wearing and put on the new one. It fit him perfectly.

"Nice. Now it's your turn," he declared, getting up to grab something out of his suitcase.

Tyler came back moments later with a neatly wrapped gift box. As I tore the paper off, I could make out visible specks of yellow and black underneath. A box with the Bruins logo on it was revealed after I had finished unwrapping the paper. Slowly, I opened the lid to find a jersey laying inside.

And it wasn't just any ordinary Bruins jersey, either. The number 19 was stitched into the back in yellow, but instead of having the usual name, 'SEGUIN' above it, this one said, 'SEG'S GIRL'. My heart instantly skipped a beat as I stared at those two words, replaying them over and over in my head.

"Wow, I don't even know what to say," I finally spoke.

"Do you like it?", Tyler asked hopefully.

"Ty, this jersey is seriously the greatest present anyone has ever gotten me. How did you even get it?"

"I had it specially made just for you. 'Seg's Girl' has a nice ring to it, don't you think?", Tyler remarked with a teasing smile. Right away, I could feel my cheeks burning up.

"It does. Thank you so much, babe," I said, giving Tyler a kiss on the cheek.

"No problem. Here, put it on."

I grabbed the hem of my sweater and pulled it over my head, leaving me in my white tank top. Immediately, Tyler had a noticeable bulge growing in his jeans and I couldn't help but burst out laughing. Did he get turned on that easily?

I put the jersey on, then walked over to the mirror to see how it looked like on me. To say the least, I was absolutely in love with it. Tyler nodded with approval and went to stand next to me so that our reflections were staring back at us.

"We seriously make such a good couple," I remarked.

"Exactly what I was thinking," Tyler agreed, smirking as a hint of mischief gleamed in his eyes.

I squealed when he suddenly picked me up by the waist, carrying me over to the bed. The next thing I knew, we were both having a hot make-out session, forgetting about everything else around us.