My Hockey Alpha

Nina

“That’s weird,” I said under my breath, peeling away the bandages the rest of the way while Jessica and Lori watched with confused expressions on their faces.

Where my knee had been completely torn up the night before, it was now perfectly fine… As though I had never been injured at all. I furrowed my brow and poked the area where I had been injured, but felt nothing out of the ordinary. Had the blood just made it appear worse than it really was? No… I remembered clearly that the skin was broken. I even had a gaping hole in the knee of my jeans to prove it.

Suddenly, my phone started buzzing and made all of us jump. I picked it up to see James’ number on my screen, momentarily making me forget about the strange occurrence with my knee.

“Hello?” I said, holding the phone up to my ear.

“Hey,” James said, sounding a bit excitable. “I have something to show you. Meet me on the quad in fifteen?”

“Uh, sure,” I replied.

I was still holding the bloody gauze in my hand when I hung up, and Lori and Jessica were still staring at me. This was definitely something I would have to talk to Enzo about later… Maybe he had simply healed my knee when I fell asleep. That was the only reasonable explanation, but it certainly wasn’t an explanation that I could give my roommates.

“I guess it just wasn’t as bad as it looked,” I said, tossing the bandage in the trash and walking back to my room as nonchalantly as I could while Jessica and Lori stared after me confusedly .

I met James at the quad fifteen minutes

me with a serious look on his

physical records — all showing

CEO of a company that’s in competition with Enzo’s father’s company,” James said, pointing at the newspaper

Ronan was sent here specifically to beat Enzo,” I said out loud, while another possibility floated through my mind as I studied Ronan’s impressive physical skills. Was Ronan

really so important that two CEOS would plant their insanely talented sons to compete against

anything else, James and I were rudely

a familiar female voice suddenly shouted from across the quad. James and I both looked up to see a gaggle of girls staring at us and giggling. One of them was coming toward me… and it was Lisa. Her face was beet

hiding? And why now,

face. It was oddly similar to how she had acted the night

surrender — but I was promptly interrupted by a lukewarm cup of coffee being thrown directly into my face. I stood there with my mouth hanging open in surprise as the coffee seeped through my clothes, burned

walking me home that night and just couldn’t stand it, so you just had to weasel your way into

and respond, Lisa turned on

say, but I just wanted to run away and hide Without another word, I dropped Ronan’s file and ran back to

I burst inside and ran into my room, locking the door behind me while a confused Lori and Jessica stood in shock in the middle of the

door. I heard concerned muttering on the other side of the door,

taken of

Lisa threw her coffee in my face. Had Lisa hired someone to photograph