เข้าสู่ระบบNOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.The slap echoed through the room as my head snapped sideways, so hard that I stumbled back a step. One hand flew to my burning cheek, and for a full three seconds, my brain completely shut down.D-did I just get assaulted?“What the hell?!” Jace barked l. Before I could recover, the blonde launched herself at me again.“Oh no, you don’t!” Jace jumped in front of me, caught her around her wrist just before she could reach me. He dragged her hand backwards as she kicked and screamed like a woman possessed.“LET ME GO!” She screeched. “I’m not finished with him!”“I can see that,” Jace grunted, struggling to hold her still. “Madison, have you completely lost your mind?”“I lost it three days ago!” She screamed, pointing an accusing finger straight at me. “The second your stupid best friend decided to ruin my life!”My eyebrows shot up at that. I ruined her life? No…it wasn’t me. Oh God, Owen, what the hell have you done this time?I slowly turned my head towards Jac
NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.The second he pushed the door open, I sprang forward. Clutching a spare towel on the rack nearby, I tossed it over his face.“Oh! What the hell?!” He hissed, struggling with it while I scrambled. Grabbing my wig, I pulled it on, peeking at him underneath my lashes as I picked the rest of my things- the sports bra, the duct tape- then I dashed out of there. I heard him breathe heavily behind me just as I pushed open the door to the closet. “Owen, what was that?”“S-sorry!” I squeaked, shutting the door just in time before he could walk towards me. Twisting the lock, I tried to catch my breath while putting the other things away.“You’re acting strange, man.” He said through the shut door.“Sorry, just a little nervous, I guess.” I cleared my throat, deepening my voice again. “Did you get what you came for?”“Yeah, got it.” He replied just in time for me to realize I’d gotten things sorted. I leaned against the door, palm pressed to my chest as I tried to regain
NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.“Shirts off, everybody!!!!” The coach’s commanding voice exploded across the ice rink before I managed to catch my breath after the fifteen-minute lap he just made us run. My body froze, my eyes wide as I stared around me. None of the guys reacted; they shrugged out of their shirts, leaving me standing there……shirt on.I swallowed, already feeling the coach’s icy gaze on me before I glanced at him.“You!” He pointed directly at me. “Baby face doll!” Every second felt like another nail in my coffin. I knew this wasn’t a good idea… that’s it, I’m going to get caught in less than forty-eight hours.“Me?” I blinked.“No, the damn Zamboni.” His glare deepened. “Of course you!” The guys snickered again.“Yes, Coach!”“You deaf?”“No, Coach!”“Then why are you still dressed? Do you need me to sing it to you?” The guys snickered. Sweat trailed down my spine as I searched for an excuse.My brain felt like it had short-circuited. Underneath this jersey was enough duct tape
NOAH’S POINT OF VIEWStealing my brother's identity to prove to my father that girls belonged on the I’ve sounded a lot easier a couple of hours ago. Back then, I’d imagined scoring goals, winning championships, watching my father’s jaw hit the floor when I proved him wrong……I never imagined being wrapped in enough duct tape to survive a natural disaster.Or wearing three layers of clothes just to hide the fact that God had been a little too generous when creating my body. The wig attached to my scalp felt like it’d been created from a cactus, the fake eyebrows Ernesto glued to my eyebrows itched so badly, I was one scratch away from exposing my entire identity before we even landed.Don’t get me started on the sideburns.And somehow, that wasn’t my biggest problem.My biggest problem was sitting exactly eighteen inches away from me. Jace Donovan. I stole a glance at him before looking back out the airplane window.Four years; four whole years since I’d last seen him, and time hadn’t
NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.“You want me to do what?” My best friend, Tara, blinks rapidly at me.“Make me a boy, specifically Owen. And you need to do it today.”“You want me to turn you into your brother?”“Yes, I’m going to Blackridge Academy as Owen, join their boys team there, and in six weeks, I’ll beat Justin’s team. Then, Dad will see that a girl can be a hockey prodigy."“That’s just crazy, Noah.”“Come on, Tara. You know I need this.” I groaned. “The scouts came for the girls, they loved our performance! If dad doesn’t want to see how good we can be, maybe showing him how good I am would finally make him snap out of it.”She drops her glass of wine on the table before releasing a sigh. “Do you understand how insane this is? What if someone finds out? You’d get expelled, and you won’t be able to play anymore. The rules clearly state…”“I know what they state, and I’m ready to take the risk.”“How are we even going to make this work?” She chuckled before grabbing the wine to take a
NOAH’S POINT OF VIEW.“And I have decided, the team that will represent this school on the national rink will be….” We stared at the boys' team, biting back our smiles because we knew what the coach would say. “The wild cats!!”Our smiles dropped the moment those words registered; the sound of loud cheers from the boys' team hit the arena like a bullet. I stared at the Coach, my father, with widened eyes.“What?” I gasped and stepped closer to him. “That makes no sense, Coach.”“I’ve made my decision, Noah.”“That decision is stupid.” Everyone gasped, and he glanced up at me. “The girls' team just won regionals; we’ve beaten every single team that played against us for the past six months. We deserve this, not them.”“Noah, first, I’m the coach here; I make the decision. Second, the school has decided to cut funding to the girls' hockey team.You guys can find something else to do…..you know, normal girl things.”“What are normal girl things, Dad?” My left eye twitched. I knew why he







