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.

the center of the circle of cabins, there was a large fire pit, where a huge bonfire was already burning and loud music was playing. As we approached, I could see rambunctious boys whooping and throwing beer cans into the fire and flirting with girls. Alongside the fire, guys and girls danced and grinded on each other

her hands stuffed into her pockets and had her hood pulled up. Almost as soon as we arrived, she pulled out a joint

her elbow. I had picked out a short black dress with tights and boots, and wore a leather jacket on top. I still had

replied. “You

to flirt with a drunk guy. I took a sip and looked around as I tried

angry voices coming from inside one of the cabins. I was nothing if not a bit nosy,

I made it pretty fucking

immediately: it was Lisa. And

with my girlfriend for you! You said we would

Justin.

Why would I make things exclusive with you when I

Enzo, then? Everyone knows you’re still pissed that he broke up with you. So why don’t you go out there and ask him to dance, since you’ve apparently got the pick of the

the sound of stomping across

the top of the steps with

followed her with my gaze all the way to the

Lisa said in a sing-song voice, her ponytail bobbing as she sauntered up to him. Most of the other girls at this university wouldn’t dare walk up to Enzo so nonchalantly with so many girls around him, but seeing as Enzo and

eyes flickered to me briefly over Lisa’s shoulder. I felt like he was looking into my

— and rocked back and forth from her heels to

his beer, looking Lisa up and down.

broke up ages ago, Lisa,”

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

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

a spot behind one of the unoccupied cabins. I just needed a few