LOGINCARLOS.I almost laugh when I read the notice taped outside the principal's office.Students involved in recent disciplinary incidents must attend a mandatory community outreach program this Saturday.I already know why my name is there. Losing the team's confidential strategy and failing to protect school property are enough reasons, even though nobody can prove I did anything wrong. I sigh, fold the paper, and shove it into my pocket. At least it is only one day.I am wrong.The moment I arrive at the ice arena Saturday morning, I see Whitney standing with Devin near the entrance.My heart sinks.Of all the people in this school, it has to be her.She notices me at the exact same moment, and her expression hardens immediately."You've got to be kidding."I quietly mutter, "Looks like we're unlucky."She folds her arms."I'd rather work alone.""So would I."Before either of us can say another word, Mrs. Parker, the teacher organizing the event, claps her hands for everyone's attenti
WHITNEY.As I walk through the hospital doors because today is another good day. Every visit brings better news than the last one. Jayden is healing much faster than the doctors expect. He is walking without much help now, and they even talk about sending him home soon if everything keeps improving. For weeks, that is all I pray for. I keep telling myself that once he leaves this place, everything else will slowly become normal again.When I step into his room, he is already sitting by the window instead of lying in bed. The sunlight shines across his face, making him look healthier than he has in weeks. For a moment, I almost forget everything that happened. I rush over and hug him carefully, afraid of hurting him even though the doctors keep saying he is getting stronger every day."You look so much better," I say with a smile."I feel better.""You'll probably be out of here before anyone expects.""I hope so."I pull up a chair beside him."I've missed seeing you smile."He gives
WHITNEY.I wake up every morning expecting the knock.Every single day, I open my eyes and imagine security officers waiting outside my front door. I picture Coach standing in the school hallway with his arms crossed, ready to call my name in front of everyone. My stomach twists as I get dressed because I keep telling myself, Today is the day they find out. But every afternoon, I go home without anyone questioning me. One day passes. Then another. Then another. Nothing happens.After a week, I finally start breathing properly again.Maybe I really erased everything. Maybe I am better at this than I think.The thought scares me at first, but then it slowly changes into something else. Confidence. I walk through the school halls without jumping every time someone calls my name. Every camera I once feared now looks like another piece of metal hanging from the ceiling. Every teacher smiles at me like nothing has happened. Little by little, I stop waiting to get caught.The whole school is
CARLI stand outside Coach's office while everyone inside argues about me as if I am not even there. Every few seconds, I hear my name followed by words like ‘careless’, ‘irresponsible’, and ‘failure’. Yesterday I had walked into the arena as captain. Today I feel like a stranger wearing the same face. The missing jersey and the leaked strategy have turned the whole school against me. I keep telling myself to stay calm, but every rumor feels like another weight on my shoulders.Coach finally opens the door."Carlos. Get in here."I step inside without saying a word. The room feels colder than usual. Coach stands behind his desk with his arms crossed while two school staff members sit beside him. Nobody smiles. Nobody even asks how I am.Coach lets out a long breath."Do you have anything new to tell us?""No, sir.""You expect me to believe someone entered our locker room without help?""I honestly don't know how they got in, sir.""You do know the confidential files were leaked.""I
WHITNEY.I sit inside my car across from the hockey arena with both hands gripping the steering wheel so tightly that my fingers hurt. I tell myself I can still drive away and pretend none of this ever happens. For weeks, Devin and I plan every step, every hallway, every excuse, but now that I am here, the building looks bigger than I remember. My heart keeps asking if revenge is worth this. Then I close my eyes and see Jayden lying in that hospital bed with tubes around him, his face pale and still. The fear inside me turns into something harder. I whisper, "This ends today."Devin leans through my open window and gives me one last look."You ready?""I have to be.""If anything goes wrong, leave. Don't try to be brave.""I know."He nods once. "I'll keep the employee busy. You only have a few minutes."I climb out of the car, and together we walk toward the side entrance. The morning air feels cold, but sweat already covers my hands. The arena is almost empty because practice has no
'I would advise you to stay the fuck away from him. He's dangerous' Devin's words replay in my mind as I watch Carl round the car to the passenger's side. A pang of dread grips my chest as I wonder how dangerous he could possibly be. What the hell am I saying? I've seen what he did to Jayden. If that doesn't confirm Devin's advice, then I don't know what else would for me. I already know what Carl can do. I've encountered him once or twice before and I've witnessed how he reacted when I provoked him. Sure, he didn't hurt me physically or try to, but his threats alone remain scary. HE is scary. A lump rises in my throat as I wonder if I've made a mistake agreeing to this ride with him. Well, it's not like I had a better choice. Carl's sparkling green eyes find mine and there's only a hint of amusement on his face as he smirks at me. There's something about the way he smirks that tightens my chest with anxiety. I mentally shake off Devin's cautioning words and focus on Carl inste
WHITNEYI squeeze the key in my palm — the same key Devin gave me three days ago — trying to calm my fraying nerves.I've been feeling this way since my last meeting with Devin. Since I agreed with his plan to take down Carl once and for real. I should feel motivated that I have a reliable accompl
"You've got to be fucking kidding me. Same Jayden Doucheface?" I shake my head, unwilling to believe this.Oliver refuses to accept the revelation as well. "There's no way you're being serious right now, Jer. Nigga, be for real!"Jeremy shrugs, a smirk curving his lips. "Well, she didn't technicall
CARLOS MARTINEZ From a young age, I struggled with understanding the entire concept of this world—and the main creatures in it: humans.For someone who majors in Psychology, I know that’s quite an odd thing to say—agreed. But why did you think I picked this field of study in uni in the first place
Gosh, I hate myself for this.I hate how much his intoxicating presence is affecting me right now.Against my will, my gaze lowers with dread as I'm unable to look him in the eyes anymore. My knees weaken as my mind replays the nightmare I had of Carl having his fingers scissoring me open.How I mo







