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SHOWER TIME AND SOME NEWS

ผู้เขียน: Jubril Zainab
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NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW

Every moment spent in this academy reminds me of one thing: if I thought taking Owen’s place would be easy, I was sorely mistaken. No, instead, being my brother would come with a complementary cardiac arrest. Between Madison trying to seduce me, almost getting caught wearing duct tape around my chest, and Jace finding my dirty panties, I was convinced I had already used up nine of my lives.

As I mumbled gibberish to bed, I hoped tomorrow would be normal.

Unfortunately, tomo
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  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   THE REAL OWEN BROOKS

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. By the time I stepped out to the hallway, I kept my head lowered as I limped toward the elevators, one hand pressed against the wall whenever another wave of dizziness rolled through me. Every few steps, I glanced over my shoulder, watching to see if Hunter or my mother or any of the wandering doctors or nurses noticed anything unusual. But nothing of the sort happened. Good. I inhaled slowly, then faced ahead. I didn’t stop walking untill I stopped in front of the elevator, but before I could press the button, I heard someone call behind me; “You, stop!” My entire body tensed the moment I heard their voice. I could hear a weird ringing in my ears as I swallowed, muttering prayers under my breath. Please don’t be anyone I know. Please don’t catch me. “Turn around.” They called still behind me, but I didn’t dare move an inch, or even breathe too loudly. “I-I….I need to use the bathroom.” I blinked, trying not to slap my forehead at the ridiculous lie. T

  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   HOW BAD COULD HOCKEY REALLY BE?

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. “A week?” The word came out of my mouth the moment Doctor Theresa’s words left her lips. “As in seven days? One full whole week?” She nodded, flipping through the charts in her hands. “At least a week, Miss Brooks. Your scans look reassuring, which is a wonderful thing, but the impact you took was quite significant. You lost consciousness, you have considerable swelling around the side of your head, and you’ve already reported dizziness as well.” “So you’re serious about the one week thing?”I repeated, staring at her as she’d just told me I had to spend the rest of my life on Mars. “We need to make proper observation, Noah.” “But I have—“ “Hockey.” She finished for me with a small, gentle smile. “I know; your mother has told me approximately seventeen times that you’re supposed to be training a group of girls for an all-female team. And while I do understand, I cannot let you walk out of this hospital unless and until we are completely sure you can be on

  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   TWO BROOKS?

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. I should pinch myself; maybe that’ll wake me from this nightmare. That’s what I did; I pulled my right hand underneath the hospital blanket, brought my left hand closer, and pinched as hard as I could… three times. It didn’t matter; my twin brother, the creature I agreed to swap places with for Blackridge Academy, stood a couple of steps away from me, smiling ear to ear at my father while he fawned over him. What the actual fuck??? “Where have you been, son?” Dad gasped, hands checking Owen’s body as if searching for injuries, while Coach looked at him like he wanted to make him do laps then and there But the thing is, Owen… the real Owen can’t do laps for shit. Hell, he can’t do anything! “Yes, son.” Coach echoed, sarcasm rolling off his tongue as he stood on Owen's other side, glaring at his blonde, curly hair that matched my wig when I was in disguise. “Where the hell have you been? Been calling, texting; damn near sent a witch and a pigeon to find yo

  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   LIES ARE CATCHING UP

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. The faces of everyone stared back at me while I gripped the sheets as tight as I could. The doctor- her name tag read Theresa- smiled politely at me, one hand holding a medical chart and the other a pen. She stood close to me, smiling warmly; “Miss Brooks, how are you feeling?” “Fine.” I cleared my throat. “I’m feeling fine, thank you.” “That's good to hear. Any pain, numbness, anything I need to know? You can be comfortable here with us.” “Yeah, Noah. You’re with family.” Hunter stepped forward, smiling warmly at me, but his eyes- those dark eyes didn’t change even a hint of the anger in them. “Tell us whatever you need to.” For a moment, all I did was stare at him, gripping the sheets tighter before I found the doctor's face again. “Yes; everything is alright.” I nodded slowly. “Okay; that’s good to hear.” She took another step closer. “Now, dear…because of the circumstances surrounding what happened to you, we have a strict legal duty to learn the det

  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   GUESS WHO’S BACK?

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. The next time I opened my eyes, all I heard was screaming. Voices rushed around me as my eyes slowly opened by just a peek. The bright white light from the ceiling felt like it was floating as my body jerked and moved roughly. Then came the ringing; it felt like my ear had been blown apart as an odd, loud, pulsing ringing filled it. Everything crashed into me untill I couldn’t breathe, overlapping and blurring together until I couldn’t tell where one ended and another began. “Move back! Patient incoming!” That was the next thing I heard from a distance before my pupils managed to focus on one thing. A woman, dressed in what looked like blue scrubs, hair in a messy updo or was it hidden under something? I couldn’t tell; not when all I could see was the blur, the white lights. Then something else followed. Like my entire body was suddenly shot up, a deep, wrenching ache filled me. I barely realized when a cry escaped my lips as the deep throbbing in my jaw in

  • But You're Supposed To Be A Boy   I GOT HIT BY A DOOR

    NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW. At first, all I did was blink, then force myself to swallow while Jace stood against the door. I should say something, anything to respond to that. My forehead quickly burned hot as a line of sweat trailed down the sides. “O-Owen?” I said with a shaky chuckle, turning from him to stare at the mirror instead. I turned on the tap, needing my shaky hands to be busy doing something, so I started rinsing, scrubbing slowly while I tried to think of anything. “I don’t know….maybe he went somewhere?” “Well, yes. I’d call him, but I haven’t exactly been able to think of anything after seeing that video of you with Hunger.” My lips twitched at his nickname for Hunter. “But really, we need him present for practice later today at least. There’s a serious game coming up, and Coach needs all his layers on deck.” “I...” I cleared my throat. “I don’t know where he is; you know Owen. He’s probably doing something really crazy.” Yeah, sailing across Europe while I’m here pre

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