LOGINChapter Six: Just A DreamPOV: Ava Carter“Why are you sleeping here?”The voice came sharp and close and I jolted awake so fast the room spun.Kai was standing over me with his arms crossed, looking down at me the way you look at something that has deeply disappointed you without even trying. He had nudged me not gently. Not even close to gently. The kind of nudge that had absolutely no apology in it.I blinked. Once. Twice.I pressed my hand against my chest and felt my heart slamming underneath it and made myself breathe slowly. My shirt was damp. My hands were unsteady. I looked around the room and it was empty and quiet and completely undisturbed and I let out a breath that had been sitting in my lungs for what felt like hours.It was just a dream.Not the arena. Not the lights. Not my helmet on the ice and every eye in the building finding my face all at once. Just a dream. I was not busted. I was sitting in the preparation room at Falcons Academy and nobody knew anything and I
POV: Ava CarterI did not even blink."It belongs to a girl I am seeing," I said.Kai looked at me for a long moment. The locker room was almost empty now. Just the two of us and the hum of the lights and the hair tie sitting in his open palm between us."A girl," he said."Yeah.""You are seeing a girl.""Is that a problem."He looked down at the hair tie again. Then back at me. His expression was completely unreadable which was somehow worse than if he had looked angry or suspicious. He just looked like someone doing very careful math."No," he said slowly. "It is not a problem."He held it out to me.I reached for it and his hand moved before I could stop it. His fingers closed around my wrist gently.He looked down,I also do the same.My wrist in his hand. His thumb resting against the inside of it where my pulse was currently doing something embarrassing and frantic. His hand was big and mine looked small inside it. Too small. I had strong hands from years of stick work but they
POV: Ava CarterI made my first mistake on a Tuesday.We were in the film room watching tape from the charity game and Coach Merritt paused on a play and asked me to walk through my decision making on the left wing sequence. I leaned forward and started talking and I used my hands the way I always do when I explain something I care about and my voice went up at the end of the sentence the way it naturally does when I am excited.Just me. Kai turned his head slowly from across the room. I caught myself immediately and cleared my throat and finished the sentence in a lower register and looked at the screen like nothing happened. But when I glanced sideways two minutes later Kai was still looking at me. Not suspicious exactly. Just the way he always looked at things he had not solved yet.I went back to the dorm that night and sat on my bed and pressed my face into my pillow and screamed without making any sound.This was getting harder.Not the hockey. The hockey I could do in my sleep.
POV: Ava CarterI stood outside the arena with my hands in my jacket pockets and let the ocean wind hit my face and for exactly thirty seconds I forgot who I was supposed to be. The sky was wide and grey and beautiful and the waves were loud and far away and I just breathed.Then someone called out Noah's name and I snapped back.The charity game was packed. Local families, younger kids with foam fingers, coaches from three different academies sitting in the stands with their arms crossed and their eyes sharp. The Falcons filed in through the side entrance and I kept my helmet bag over my shoulder and my head slightly down and focused on walking like Noah. Loose. Easy. Confident without trying.I was getting better at it. Then I heard his voice."Noah!"My stomach folded completely in half. Liam Brooks came through the crowd like sunlight through a window. Tall, easy smile, broad shoulders under a blue Eagles jacket with the captain's patch stitched on the chest. I had known Liam Broo
POV: Ava CarterThe room was small. Two beds. Two desks. One window that looked out at the training rink. And Kai Bennett sitting on the left bed with his arms crossed, watching me drag my bag through the door like he was studying something he had not figured out yet.I set my bag down and said nothing."You got taller," Kai said.I kept my back to him and unzipped my bag slowly. "Maybe you got shorter."He made a sound that was almost a laugh but not quite. "Still got that mouth on you."I turned around and looked at him. I made my face flat and unbothered the way Noah always looked when someone was trying to get under his skin. Noah never let things show. He was smooth and cool and I had watched him do it my whole life.I could do this."What do you want, Bennett?" I said. I pushed my voice down low in my throat. Slower than I naturally spoke.He leaned back on his hands and smiled at the ceiling. "Just saying it is good to finally have a real challenge this season. The guys here ar
POV: Ava CarterThe puck hit my stick and the world went quiet. That is what happens to me every single time. The crowd disappears. The shouting disappears. It is just me, the ice, and the net sitting wide open like a door I was born to walk through.I pushed off hard and flew. My skates cut into the ice. My legs burned. The defender on my left was big, fast, and mean. He lunged for me. I faked right, spun left, and left him grabbing nothing but cold air. The goalie dropped into position, watching me with sharp eyes.I pulled my stick back.The puck screamed across the ice and buried itself in the top right corner of the net. The sound it made hitting the back of the goal was the most beautiful sound in the world.Then the crowd exploded."NOAH! NOAH! NOAH!"I lifted my arms. My heart was slamming against my ribs. My lungs were on fire. Every single part of me was alive and electric and burning bright.But they were not cheering for me. They were cheering for Noah Carter.My brother.







