Lena's POV
"To maintain your provisional scholarship, you are required to participate in the school's hockey tryouts. Your performance will determine your eligibility moving forward"
I stared at the mail again, blinking as if it had the same effect a slap would have. I read it again hoping there was a mistake. Across the room, my roommate, Sarah sat upright on her bed as her jaw dropped open.
"Did you also get the notification?" She asked, equally surprised. While I'd been on a scholarship since my first year in high school, she wasn't because she couldn't meet the requirements.
But we both decided to try our lucks for a college scholarship, for her it was trying her luck, but for m, it was of survival. Get it right or go back home.
No scholarship simply meant I wasn't going to college. I nodded in response to her and got out of bed, glancing at my reflection in the mirror.
Every line of fatigue were so perfectly sculpted into my features, I had not enjoyed a good night's rest in the past two weeks. Either I woke up jittery from nightmares or I was up studying because I had to do well academically to keep the scholarship, but now it wasn't even enough. I couldn't play any sports and I really didn't like physical draining activities and of all sports to choose .... Hockey?
I hissed as I pulled my hair into a bun, I had dark bags under my eyes and my skin looked very dull. I missed my shine
"What are you going to do…?" Sarah asked also getting off the bed.
I raised an eyebrow as I turned to face her. " I? Aren't we in this together?"
She shrugged and pushed open the door to the bathroom, " I could always call my parents if I don't get the scholarship..... but It's a bit different for you, you know ?"
My heart skipped as I realised what she just implied. Without a word, I trudged out carrying my backpack and a bottle. She wasn't wrong, I had no one, I was just a lady all on her own.
My first class was by 8am and I was already running late.
I watched as cars drove past me, blaring their horns loudly. Almost every student had a car, I had joined the school after a kind woman from the orphanage had nominated me for a competition in the school, I won and was granted a fully funded scholarship, that meant I had all I needed academically was provided. That way I could study in one of the biggest and wealthiest schools regardless of my background.
The only sad part was I still had a lot of need with no one to provide for it. This has always been my burden, one I'm hoping to change. My name is Lena and I'm an orphan.
I have no idea how my parents died, all I know was that I grew up in an orphanage till I was selected for the competition. That was the last time I had been to the orphanage, since then it has been myself and my roommate.
Only the situations were so different, while I had to struggle to make ends working a part time job at a bakery, my roommate had all she needed.
My eyes watered at how hard my life has been but I shook it off and broke into a sprint. I had to get to class early and I couldn't afford to sulk, I was stronger than that!.
I was lucky to get into the class before it was over, it ended quickly and I packed my notes. My phone beeped and I glanced at it.
It was Sarah, "Hockey lessons start immediately after your first class, I figured you wouldn't check, that's why I'm sending this"
I smiled as I punched in a "thank you" before making my way to the rink. I always found my way through everything and this wouldn't be different.
The arena was pretty crowded when I arrived, I walked in slowly as I watched the students skate on the Ice, I always viewed this sport as an aggressive one, I couldn't believe I was going to play now.
A group of girls walked in giggling loudly. There had to be an event going on or something, someone yelled as a group scored and I walked to the edge of the rink.
The students on the ice were fully armoured, I looked around to find the coach, perhaps I could lend some gears till I could afford mine.
I was still searching when someone bumped into me suddenly and I lost my balance, I fought to stand but I couldn't and I crashed onto the ice. The pain shot through my elbows as i crashed into it and the cold seeped into my body. I couldn't help but scream in pain.
I caught the culprit from the corner of my eye and it was no other than the most popular girl in high school, Kiera Winters. She chuckled mischievously as she walked away.
The ice felt really slippery and the more I tried to stand, the more I slipped. I felt someone walk towards me.
"You think this is a pool or what?" A gruff voice came behind me.
I rolled over and faced him. Standing next to me was who I assumed to be the coach, he stood six feet tall as he glared at me with an expression I couldn't quite figure out. Or was it Disdain?
"I fell... Someone pushed me" I explained
"Off the ice!" He yelled and walked away. I stared at his backside in anger, I couldn't even stand , how was I supposed to leave the rink?
One of the players skated towards me and helped me up. "Thank you" I muttered as he helped me get off to the dry land. There were eyes on me and I felt very embarrassed.
Kiera walked up to me and smiled again, she now had her hockey gear on. "You don't belong here so scoot along now in one piece while you still can"
I clenched my fist as I walked away. Getting into a fight on the first day would only disqualify me from playing and I wasn't about to lose my scholarship to a spoiled daddy's girl.
Lena's POV I screamed at the sight before me, Coach Lucien was standing before me, a strange presence around him, his eyes glowed a soft but bright gold. His teeth looked longer, like a vampire's.... His eyebrows were raised as if surprised to see me The scream escaped before I could stop it, he turned as a lady dressed in white rushed in. Only when she touched the drip in my hands did I realise where I was. Why was I in the hospital? Why did Lucien look like a beast a minute ago, the nurse looked shocked as she checked my vitals. She mumbled something to Lucien before rushing out as fast as she came in.Coach didn't turn to face me, his back was stiff, I watched as he clenched and unclenched his fist. Was he angry?Something throbbed painfully in my head, almost felt like a creature was trying to escape, it hurt at a point and I winced. Only then did Lucien turn to face me. His eyes were no longer gold but red like he'd been crying or high on drugs "Are you okay?" His voice was h
Lucien's POV I watched as Lena dropped to the floor but not before I saw the flash of her eyes. The boys froze and a deep hush seemed to drop on everyone.I recovered quickly and rushed towards her, "Call for an ambulance!!!" I yelled on top of my voice. One of the guys glided off the ice to call while the rest surrounded me, shock and fear on their faces.She was cold and wasn't breathing, I checked her pulse and my heart skipped a beat. I wasn't supposed to let her practice just yet, I swore underneath my breathe as I carried her, she weighed so little compared to her frame, I glided off and waited for the guys to pull of my skating shoes before racing to the exit "Please, please" I begged the moon goddess. This wasn't about to end before I even got a chance to find her. My wolf growled within me like a wounded animal.I would have wondered why but i couldn't, the ambulance arrived before I got to the front, I placed her on the stretcher and joined them in the bus. They zoomed off
Lena's POV I slapped my self mentally before running off with my bags. I made my way to the bakery, hoping my boss wasn't too pissed off to see me. I had missed three days in a row and i didn't even reach out to her.It wasn't crowded when I arrived just like I expected, it was Friday. I pushed open the door with a grin on my face and bumped into someone."Hey, I'm sorry" I apologized turning to see who it was. "It's okay" came the reply. I knew that voice. He bent to pick a note and stood back up. "It's you" I grinned, recognising him, he was the guy who helped me stand and gave me the hockey gear.He smiled back as he placed his books on the closest table. "Lena. Right?" He asked stretching his hands to me I grabbed it and smiled wider, he knew my name. "Yes, Lena and you're?" "Collins. Funny to meet you here. How're you doing?" I chuckled and was about to answer when my boss came in, she looked surprised to see me but it turned to relief as she pulled me into a hug. "I was wo
Lena's POV I should have stayed gone. Anyone else would have But the scholarship? That was my only hope to living. So the next morning, I was back at the rink, the guy who helped me up gave me basic gears, said it was okay for a beginner.I matched in like I wasn't walking to my execution, trying my best to look confident, Coach Lucien didn't greet me, he barely acknowledged me. I ignored the cold behaviour and dropped my bags before returning to the rink, I was thankful I could at least skate, growing up I liked the ice and that made me learn it once I had the opportunity to.It wasn't a total disaster only that I no longer liked it, it reminded me of so many memories I'd love to keep away. One of which included a broken finger, I winced before shaking my head to clear the memories.Warm-ups started and I was slower than the others, my shoulders stiff and I was more focused on staying on my feet than on the puck. Halfway through, I fumbled a pass, missed it completely instead of
Lena's POV "To maintain your provisional scholarship, you are required to participate in the school's hockey tryouts. Your performance will determine your eligibility moving forward" I stared at the mail again, blinking as if it had the same effect a slap would have. I read it again hoping there was a mistake. Across the room, my roommate, Sarah sat upright on her bed as her jaw dropped open. "Did you also get the notification?" She asked, equally surprised. While I'd been on a scholarship since my first year in high school, she wasn't because she couldn't meet the requirements.But we both decided to try our lucks for a college scholarship, for her it was trying her luck, but for m, it was of survival. Get it right or go back home.No scholarship simply meant I wasn't going to college. I nodded in response to her and got out of bed, glancing at my reflection in the mirror.Every line of fatigue were so perfectly sculpted into my features, I had not enjoyed a good night's rest in t