My Hockey Alpha

Nina

It was Monday, which meant that it was finally my last day of my internship. All I had to do was get through the day, and then I could go to the dean and tell her that I still wanted to be reassigned.

Truthfully, I sort of enjoyed sports medicine. I liked Tiffany, too, and was sad that I would be reassigned. But it was the only way to get myself untangled from this mess with everyone. I just hoped that the drama wouldn’t be too bad today after what happened at the party on Friday night.

I made it to my shift around nine in the morning. Tiffany was sitting at her desk, looking at paperwork when I walked into her office.

“Good morning!” she said in her usual chipper voice. “Are you ready for round Chapter 16 Last Day

two of the physicals?”

I nodded, even though I really wanted to scream. Tiffany had already explained to me what would entail during the physicals –we took vitals and performed general health checks during the first round last week, then today we would be putting the hockey players through rigorous physical tests to make sure their hearts, lungs, and muscles were performing properly.

While we walked over to the arena, Tiffany explained to me that she wouldn’t normally put the other sports teams through such in-depth tests; since the hockey team was internationally renowned and would be trying out to compete in the Olympics next year, the president of the school allocated extra funding toward these tests just for the hockey team.

When we arrived at the arena, the team was already there and performing drills. Enzo looked up when he saw Tiffany and I and came over. I blushed, keeping my gaze averted as I felt his cold gaze fix on me. I didn’t know how or when I would address what happened on Friday night — or if I even wanted to bother.

“We’ve got a long day ahead of us,” Tiffany said to Enzo, setting down her medical bag. “Can you start sending the boys to the weight room, two at a time, for their full body exams?”

“Yeah,” Enzo replied. “But you should know we’re one short, so we have an odd number today. Justin couldn’t make it this morning.”

Tiffany frowned. “Why not?”

from the way his eyes flickered over to me and glared at me coldly, I knew that he was lying. Was it just that Justin didn’t Chapter 16 Last

“I’ll

treadmill to test their heart. Next, we would have them perform different tasks to test their fitness abilities: pull-ups, push-ups, and so on. After that was done, they would do various stretches for us to test their flexibility, and for some of the less flexible players or

at first to see all of the boys in

at the end; but instead of being relieved that the tiring day was almost over, I was stressed out because the only person left

both Tiffany and I could see the massive bulge in his underwear. His abs were tight and prominent, and

said nonchalantly as she looked at her clipboard. “Get on the scale,

god on a pedestal. I gulped and walked up to him with my clipboard so I could read the results of the body Chapter 16

than his teammates. His body fat was

my brow as I wrote down the measurements, but before I could say anything, Tiffany had him

glowing in the same way they did that night we slept together. It made me feel like prey, like he just wanted to grab me

would eventually tire out after ten or so minutes of sprinting on the treadmill, Enzo went

ECG monitor thoughtfully. “No one’s heart rate stays the same like that… You two stay here. I’m gonna go get some new stickers for the machine. I’ll be

came true: I was alone with

the other side of the room, pretending to check the results of the team’s

you kiss Justin on Friday,” Enzo suddenly blurted out. I turned around to see that he was much closer than I had thought; he was standing right behind me. How did he get across the room so quickly and

back and trying not to stare at Enzo’s body as he loomed over me. “He kissed me. He was drunk. I didn’t want him to. Besides, why would it even matter if I did? You and I

moment before his eyes flashed red again. I shuddered as I saw his pupils dilate like… like a

of an eye, Enzo was back on the treadmill as though he had never been standing next to me, and Tiffany

to see how superior Enzo’s abilities were compared to his

the locker