My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 296

Chapter 296: The School Doctor

Nina

Even though most of the students went home to their families, I decided to stay on campus with my friends for winter break. I still wanted to work on the antidote every chance I had, just in case it would be needed to finish taking down the Crescents. At least, that was what I told myself and everyone else; but I secretly just wanted a reason to be in the infirmary even though there were no sick students on campus to take care of.

Being in the infirmary made me feel close to Tiffany. With each passing day, I missed her more and more, and I wished that her body could have been found to at least give her a proper burial. I hated what the Crescents did to her, and no matter what, I would never forgive the people who killed such a sweet and kind woman.

It wasn’t long before I eventually became the new school doctor, just like Tiffany. The dean still hadn’t found a viable replacement for her, and so one afternoon, I finally marched into the dean’s office to give her my speech.

“I want to be the official school doctor,” I said firmly, to which the dean raised her eyebrows and looked at me over her glasses.

“You have school to worry about,” the dean said. “It’ll interfere with your studies, won’t it? Besides, you don’t have a medical license yet.”

with the intention of standing my ground on the matter, and I did just that.” I’ve been working in Tiffany’s place for weeks now,” I said. “I trained closely with her all semester, up until she…” My voice faltered. I quickly blinked back my imminent tears and cleared my throat. “Anyway, I think I’m more than qualified. You know

looked

school. If

I said

to head out together. While Enzo would be practicing in the hockey rink, I would be studying in the infirmary. Every so often, we would convene in one place or the other for a quick few minutes of passion before we parted ways again and went back to our respective talents. While I was studying to get ahead of my work for the upcoming semester, Enzo was training harder than ever because he wanted to become the official hockey coach; not just the captain until he graduated, but the official coach for the foreseeable future. I could see him making the perfect coach, too. He was firm and didn’t go easy on anyone, but the time spent training the recruits had taught him a valuable lesson in guiding with

felt heavy, it was a good sort

coffee cup over,

handful of paper towels and began to sop up the brown liquid

I finally looked for the source of the crash,

the wall and the glass

the photo wasn’t damaged and I could replace the frame, but the principle

noticed something poking out from behind the backing on the frame. Furrowing my brow, I gently picked up the

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