My Bullies Are Twin Hockey Players

Tara’s POV My hands were shaking with rage as I yanked open my locker door, and that is when I saw a dozen clean of white tampons scattered across my textbook like some sick confetti, the’d been carefully expanded, as If someone had taking the time to make sure they looked as mortifying as possible and tapped to the inside of my locker door was a note written in bold letter. “Maybe this will help you to stop being such a little bitch.”The blood rushed to my face fast, and I felt dizzy. Around me were students, they were starting to notice, pointing fingers and whispering at me. My jaw clenched so tight I thought my teeth might crack. I knew exactly who was responsible.Without bothering to clean up the mess, I slammed my locker shut and marched outside straight to my classroom, where I could already hear Xavier’s obnoxious laughter echoing through the hallway. I burst through the door like a hurricane, not caring that half the students seemed to be watching. Xavier, captain of th

Tara’s POV I stood straight, the black paint dripping from my head and face, feeling the weight of everyone’s stares. Xavier and Jasper look pleased with themselves, clearly thinking they would win this round. The satisfaction in their eyes was unmistakable. They had successfully humiliated me in front of everyone.But as I stood, something in me snapped. I was not going to give them the satisfaction of seeing me run away, defeated. Not when everyone was staring at me, probably waiting for what I was going to do next after the humiliation.So instead of storming off the stage like they expected, I took a deliberate step towards Xavier. His smirk flirted lightly as I counted my steps closer, confusion flickered across his face. "What are you…” He started to say.I did not let him finish. Before he could even react, before anyone could process what was going to happen, I grabbed the front of his T-shirt and pulled him toward me, crushing my lips against his. The crowd gasped collecti

Tara's POV"Tara, honey, can you help me set the table?" Mom called from the kitchen, her voice unusually cheerful. "We're having guests for dinner tonight."I groaned internally. The last thing I wanted was to make small talk with some random family friend. "Do I have to be there?" I called back, hoping against hope that I could just hide in my room with a bowl of cereal."Yes, you have to be there," Dad's voice boomed from the living room. "The family is old friends. The least you can do is be polite."I trudged downstairs and started setting out the good China, the stuff we only used for “special occasions” that seemed to happen about twice a year. Mom was bustling around the kitchen, preparing what looked like enough food to feed an army. "They should be here any minute," she said, checking her watch. "Oh, I'm so excited to see the boys, I’m sure they’d have grown up so much since we last saw them."Boys? Plural? The doorbell rang just as I was placing the last fork, and I hear

Tara’s POV The heat inside the house was unbearable. I had been pacing around my room for the past hour, feeling like I was trapped in an oven. The air conditioning wasn't working properly, and opening the windows only seemed to let in more humid air. That's when I remembered the swimming pool. I couldn't help but laugh as I grabbed my towel, thinking about the ridiculous conversation I'd had with Jasper and Xavier earlier. The audacity of those two never ceased to amaze me. Here they were, guests in my own parents' house, and they had the nerve to give me rules to follow."The deal is simple," Xavier had said with that infuriating smirk of his. "At school, we pretend we're not living together.""And at home," Jasper had added, crossing his arms, "you need to make sure you're in your room before 7 PM. We have programs to watch starting at 7:30, and we don't want any interruptions."I had stared at them in complete disbelief. "Are you serious right now?""Dead serious," they had repl

Tara’s POV I'm not sure if believing the twins is the best option, but they've been acting surprisingly nice toward me and always helping whenever it's necessary. It's been three days since we started living together, and I still can't believe my parents just left me here and went on their business trip. It feels like the whole thing was planned somehow, like they coordinated this entire arrangement without considering how I'd feel about it.I woke up this Monday morning feeling groggy and disoriented. The past few days had been such a whirlwind of confusing emotions and unexpected kindness from the twins that I was starting to question everything I thought I knew about them. Were they really changing, or was this all part of their prank?I was still lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and trying to make sense of everything, when I heard a gentle knock on my door."Tara?" Xavier's voice came through, and it sounded almost... warm? "Breakfast is ready. Come downstairs."I sat up in b