LOGINAkira's POV
Logically, it's wrong for a tutor to help her student do his homework. I should be teaching him how to do it instead. And that was the problem, Kael didn't want to learn.
I didn't do his homework for him. I planned to teach him how to do it. What if he gets enraged and goes all visceral on me? Then I am fried.
I took clumsy steps towards his block.
“Are you done with it?” Kael's voice made me yank a little. He was taking some stuff from a car in the driveway.
I couldn't respond. He would…
“Can't you speak?”
“Actually… Kael… I… I think it's best for us to work on the assignment together,” I choked on my words.
“You think you can order me around,” he left what he was doing and moved closer to me. My heartbeat fastened at every step he took.
“I… I… am not,”
I always find it hard to speak around him. It’s like the words in my head disappear and I was just learning about them.
“Sit, and do it now!” He ordered.
I wouldn't dare defile him. I gently sat on his porch and started doing his homework for him.
Yet… a part of my mind continued to remind me that it was totally wrong.
I put the pen down abruptly and I stood up.
“Sorry Kael… I can't do this,” I said, taking my bag and running away from him before he could say or do anything to me.
In a split second, I saw shock flash through his eyes. He didn't think I was capable of disobeying his order, I also didn't think I could do that too. I just wanted to do the right thing.
I am okay with being bullied by him, but not okay with doing his assignments for him now that I am his tutor. That would be pure deceit to his parents and that would also mean that I am taking a part in ruining his life.
If he doesn't know it now, he will never know it. If he doesn't want to be tutored by me, he would have to face the consequences.
Fear gripped onto me as I lay on my bed, recalling what I did earlier… damn! I'm grilled. Kael would end me tomorrow at school.
I forced myself to sleep, since that was the only way to stop myself from over thinking my little predicament.
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I watched as the whole school cheered; everyone was in a high mood, while I felt lost amidst them. I understood nothing about what was going on.
“The Northernways are so dead,” a boy wearing a blue hat roared. The Northernways? I guess that's a hockey team. But it obviously had nothing to do with me.
I found my way amidst the crowd, heading for the library. I felt a tight grip on my arm, firm and possessive, pulling me into a corner.
Why must he always be so aggressive?
“You!” He yelled in a low voice. His blue eyes pierced through mine. Yes, me! I knew I was dead already.
“You know what? I wanted to make things a lot easier for you, but since you choose the hard way… you're in for it,” he spat.
“I… I am sorry Kael.”
“Fuck your sorry!”
“I… just wanted to…”
“I got an F in the homework. I guess you're doing a good job being my tutor,” his voice laced with a little anger.
He got an F?
That's bad. I was supposed to help him get higher grades, not the other way around.
“I am sorry.”
“Stop apologizing.”
“What do I do then?”
My question made a smirk appear on his face. I didn't know what was running through that head of his.
“Attend my game tonight,” he answered.
An ice hockey game? I have never been to one before.
Oh I see… That was what the ruckus was all about. The Northernways are playing against the Underwich tonight. It seemed like a big game.
“I… can't… I…” I stuttered.
“Yeah… that's what I thought. Say goodbye to your tutoring job then,” he grinned.
“I will be there… But you have to let me tutor you,” I didn't know exactly why I said that.
His face distorted, he was surprised. He probably did not think I would accept this cheeky offer of his. I guess his main mission was to make me reject the offer so I'd stop being his tutor.
“You bet,” he muttered, handing me a ticket before disappearing from my presence.
What did you just do Akira?
You would get yourself in trouble. My mother would most definitely not be in support of me attending a late ice hockey game, unless I sneak out.
Damn! Kael was bringing out all the bad girl parts of me.
I waited till my mum was fast asleep, she was usually very tired so it didn't take her long to fall asleep.
I stood across the bed and watched her closely. I shouldn't be doing this to my mum, but I was actually doing it for her. $5000 a month would get my college burden off her chest.
I smiled bitterly, staring at the ticket he gave me, desperation eating through me. I gently opened the door and snuck out, making sure to be very careful. Thankfully my mum wasn't a light sleeper.
I wore my sandals and covered my face with a cap. I didn't want the neighbors to recognize me.
I walked fast, almost like a person attending to an emergency.
Soon enough, I got to the arena, the place was very crowded, I didn't expect so many people to be there. Light beamed everywhere and so did noises spread.
The game had not started yet. I gently found a place to sit. Damn! I knew nothing about ice hockey, was I just gonna watch?
No, I guess I should cheer when they are winning. How do I even know when they're winning? This was really a mistake.
The lights dimmed and music blared through the arena. The announcer introduced the starting lineup. I watched as Kael and his teammates skate through the ice, making the crowd go crazy.
The game started soon after. I always see Kael in his ice hockey gear with his teammates, but this was the first time I got to watch him play. He looked completely different from the mean Kael.
He looked like a guy driven with passion, like someone who knew exactly what he was doing.
I watched as he fought for the puck agains
t a Northernway player along the board. He successfully got the puck and passed it to another player.
My mind loosened… I didn't know why, but I was rooting for Kael to score.
Akira’s POV Five days. That was all we had until the championship. I stared at the calendar on my phone while sitting at the kitchen table, slowly stirring my drink. Five days until Kael, Justin, Adrienne, and the rest of the team stepped onto the ice against Ravencrest Academy. Five days until all the practices, arguments, mistakes, and second chances were finally tested. And somehow, life outside hockey was still moving. My phone buzzed. Camila: I think I'm going to lose my mind. I smiled. Me: What happened? Her reply came almost immediately. Camila: Saturday. I frowned. Me: What about Saturday? Camila: The dinner. I laughed. Of course. The dinner with her parents and Daniel's family. The same dinner she had almost forgotten about. I typed back. Me: You're going. Camila: Unfortunately. I laughed again. Then another message appeared. Camila: And Adrienne wants to see me afterward. I smiled. Me: So what's the problem? There was a long pause. The
Justin’s POVI arrived at the rink before sunrise. I barely slept after Coach's message.Report to my office tomorrow morning before practice. There's something we need to discuss about the championship.I'd spent half the night wondering what it meant. Maybe he'd changed his mind. Maybe the school had discovered something else.Maybe— I stopped myself. No, I wasn't going to start imagining the worst.I'd spent enough time running from consequences. Whatever Coach wanted, I would face it. I knocked on his office door."Come in."I stepped inside. Coach was sitting behind his desk with several sheets of paper in front of him.He looked up."Close the door."I did. My heart immediately started beating faster."Sit."I sat. Coach folded his hands."You know why you're here?""Not exactly."He nodded. "Good. Because I want you to listen before you react."I swallowed. "Okay."He pushed one of the papers toward me. I looked down. It was the championship lineup..My eyes scanned the names.T
Justin’s POVThe room felt painfully quiet.I stared at the administrator standing in front of me, waiting for the words that would decide whether I would play in the championship.I had prepared myself for the worst. Maybe I deserved it.After everything that happened, nobody would have blamed the school for removing me from the roster.The administrator looked down at the folder."Yesterday's scrimmage was reviewed by Coach and the athletic department."My heart pounded. She continued."Your academic requirements have been met."I released a breath."But your conduct remains a concern."I nodded. "I understand."She looked at Coach."However, Coach has recommended that you be given one final opportunity."My head snapped up. Coach? He nodded."One chance."I stared at him. "You mean...""You can remain on the championship roster," Coach said, "but you're on probation."I couldn't speak. The administrator continued."Any deliberate unsportsmanlike behavior, fighting, retaliation, or
Justin’s POVI barely slept. The paper Coach had given me was still sitting on my desk the next morning.Championship eligibility: UNDER REVIEW.I had read those words so many times that they had started to blur together. I knew I had passed the chemistry assessment. I knew my grades had improved.But I also knew why the school was reviewing me again. It wasn't only about my grades.After the fight with Kael, the school had every reason to question whether I could control myself during a high-pressure game.And honestly? I couldn't blame them. I had spent months letting anger control me.Yesterday, Kael had told me he wanted me on the team. I couldn't let him down, not because I wanted his approval.Because for once, I wanted to earn something honestly.I grabbed my bag and headed for school. Today, I wasn't going to make excuses.>>>>>>>>Akira’s POVI noticed Justin the moment I entered the classroom. He was sitting alone, his usual group wasn't around him. He wasn't laughing, he wa
Kael’s POVThe next afternoon, the rink felt different..Maybe it was because everyone knew what Coach had planned. Or maybe it was because I knew exactly who I would have to play beside.Justin. Adrienne.The three of us stood near the bench while Coach explained the rules."Full-contact scrimmage," he said. "I want intensity, but I don't want stupidity. You play hard, you play smart, and you keep your heads."His eyes landed on me. Then Justin."Especially you two." Justin nodded. I looked away. I didn't need the reminder. Coach pointed at the lineup board."Kael, center. Adrienne, left wing. Justin, right wing."Justin glanced at me. For a second, neither of us said anything. Adrienne cleared his throat."So….” I looked at him. He smiled awkwardly. "Guess we're teammates." Justin gave a small nod."Looks like it."Coach blew his whistle. "Get on the ice!"We moved. I tightened my gloves. This was going to be interesting.>>>>>>>>Akira’s POVI sat in the bleachers beside Camila. I w
Akira’s POVThe sound of hockey sticks hitting the ice echoed through the rink. Usually, it was one of my favorite sounds. Today, it made my stomach twist.I stood near the bleachers with my arms folded, watching the players skate across the rink. Kael was there, Adrienne was there, and Justin was there. For the first time since everything came crashing down, we were all in the same place again.I hadn't planned on coming to practice. I had actually told myself I wouldn't.But then Coach had asked me to help with some schoolwork related to the team's academic requirements, and somehow, I had ended up standing here.Maybe I was also tired of running away. Justin noticed me almost immediately. His stick slowed. For one second, our eyes met. I looked away.Not because I was scared. Because I didn't want him to think that looking at him meant I was ready to forgive him. I wasn't.Coach blew his whistle. "Eyes on the drill!" Everyone moved again. I watched Justin skate away. He looked diff







