My Hockey Alpha

Just as I thought, Jessica came home an hour later with a frown on her face.

“Where did you go?” she said.

I looked up from my book as I sat on the couch. Thankfully, I had prepared an excuse beforehand.

“My stomach started to hurt,” I replied. “Probably from all the alcohol last night. I couldn’t get through the crowd to make it back to you, so I just decided to come home.”

Jessica let out a sigh and walked over to her door.

“I hope you’re feeling better now at least, because there’s a party at the fire pit later since we won the game. And don’t even think about saying no! You have to put on a sexy outfit and show Justin what he’s missing.”

With that, Jessica disappeared into her room — presumably to get ready for the party. I sent Lori a quick text.

“Where u at? U going to that party later?”

A few minutes later, Lori replied: “Yeah. I promised Jess.”

I put my phone away with a sigh and closed my book. It was already seven o’clock, so the party would probably start in an hour or two. I decided to shower and change.

For some reason, as I got ready, I found myself actually caring about looking good… But not to make Justin jealous.

I wanted to look good for Enzo.

Jessica, Lori and I made our way to the party around nine o’clock. It was located outside, about a mile into the woods behind the school. It was an old campground from the 1970s with several little cabins, which had been cleaned up and repurposed by the students here for generations to use for… Well, you know.

and loud music was playing. As we approached, I could see rambunctious boys whooping

out a joint and wandered off to go sit and smoke by herself. Jessica and I had become used to this by now, and

said, nudging me with her elbow. I had picked out a short black dress with tights and boots, and wore a leather jacket on top. I still had my hair in braids, but I put on a little eyeliner and lipstick. Hopefully I

replied.

a beer while Jessica stopped to flirt with a drunk guy. I took a sip and looked around as I tried to decide whether I

I overheard what sounded like angry voices coming from inside one of the cabins. I was nothing if not a bit nosy, and nonchalantly walked over to the cabin,

pretty fucking clear that I was just

Lisa. And with her was none

girlfriend for you! You said we would get

Justin.

Why would I

broke up with you. So why don’t you go out there and ask him to dance, since you’ve apparently got the pick

sound of stomping across floorboards, and then

down at me from the top of the steps

you’re gonna eavesdrop, at least don’t make it so fucking obvious,” she said, then flipped her hair over her shoulder and jogged down the steps. I followed her with my gaze all the way to the fire pit, where Enzo was standing and drinking while a group of girls — Jessica included —

to him. Most of the other girls at this university wouldn’t dare walk up to Enzo so nonchalantly with so many girls around

shoulder. I felt like he was looking into my soul again, but it was over quickly when he looked back at

pushing her breasts together — and rocked back and forth from her heels to her toes. “Wanna dance?”

frowned and took a swig of his beer, looking Lisa up and down. Around them, people began to watch

ages ago,

balled them up into fists. “Aw, come on!” she said. “You can’t tell me you don’t

wasn’t even there. With a huff, Lisa stormed off. When she was gone, however, his gaze traveled over to me once more and fixed on me. His eyes almost seemed to glow again, and I felt afraid all

I just needed a few minutes alone, and then I could return…