ANMELDENThe smile was the worst part.Jax turned around slowly after his father walked away and his face was completely calm. Not angry. Not hurt. Just calm in the way that was so much more unsettling than anything else could have been. The kind of calm that meant something had been decided.His eyes moved to Marcus first. Then to Riley.He looked at them both for exactly one second.Then he walked past them without a single word. His shoulder almost brushed Riley's as he passed and she felt the cold coming off him like something physical.Marcus and Riley stood frozen on the path long after his footsteps had faded............The next morning arrived loud and fast.Four schools. One venue. The kind of energy that started building before the sun was fully up and kept climbing until it had taken over everything.Riley could hear it before she even stepped outside the announcements echoing across the grounds, the sound of skates hitting ice during warmups, students from visiting schools moving
Jax stepped outside the main building and the cold air hit him immediately.He needed space. He needed silence.He walked the long way around the back of the building with his hands deep in his pockets and his jaw set tight.He turned the corner and stopped.His father was standing at the end of the path in a grey suit with a warm easy smile already on his face. Like he had been standing there waiting and had known exactly when Jax would appear.Jax did not move.His father walked toward him slowly with his arms slightly open like he was approaching someone he had not seen in a long time and had been thinking about every single day."Are you not happy to see me?" his father said warmly. "It has been two years, son."Jax looked at him and said nothing."I came to see you first," his father continued, stopping a few feet in front of him. "Before the meeting with the director. I wanted to see you. I missed you. How are you doing.""What do you want," Jax said.His father's smile stayed e
The notice went up on Monday morning.By the time Riley got to the cafeteria it was all anyone was talking about.Inter-academy trials. Four schools. One selection panel. Top performers flagged for regional scouting. The Falcons were expected to dominate — they always were — but this year the Eagles had a new coach and a new roster pulled from three different countries, and that was the part nobody could stop talking about."Last year they knocked two of our guys out of regional consideration," Marcus said, dropping his tray across from her. "Two. And that was before the new coach. Carter was in a bad mood for a week straight.""When are the trials?" Riley asked."Three weeks." Marcus pointed his fork at her. "Double sessions between now and then. Last year one guy actually cried on the field.""What did Jax do?""Kept going. Did not even look at him." Marcus shook his head. "Not human, Ryan. I say this with complete respect."Jax sat down without asking. Tray down, expression flat."
Riley did not want to be there. So naturally, there she was.She stood just inside the entrance with Marcus beside her, holding a cup she had no intention of drinking from. The music was loud, the place was packed, and she was wearing her brother's face in a room full of people who could destroy her with one wrong look."You ready?" Marcus grinned.No."Yeah," she said.They had barely made it three steps when someone called her name. "Ryan!"A girl was already cutting through the crowd — figure skating jacket, dark hair loose, face bright. Emma. Ryan's girlfriend.Does she know? Did Ryan tell her? If he did not, this is already over.Before Riley could say a word, Emma looped her arm through hers and introduced herself to Marcus as her girlfriend.Marcus pressed one hand against his chest. "Wow, Ryan. You have a girlfriend, and I have been sitting alone in that dorm room. That genuinely hurt me."Emma laughed. Riley laughed. She let Emma pull her away before Marcus could ask anything
Riley's alarm went off at four-thirty in the morning, and the first thing she thought was that this was going to be the hardest day of her life — again.She lay still for a moment. Marcus was breathing slowly across the room. Jax's bed was already empty. She had not even heard him leave.She got up, grabbed her clothes, and slipped into the hallway before anyone else was awake. The bathroom was empty, and she worked fast — sports bra, binder wrapped tight around her ribs, compression shirt, practice jersey on top. Layer after layer until the mirror showed her what it needed to.Ryan Morgan stared back. Tired eyes, flat chest, jaw set hard.She pushed the door to their room open without thinking and stopped dead.Marcus was standing in the middle of the room, shirtless, pants halfway up, his back turned. Riley's hand flew up to cover her eyes before her brain had caught up, and the sound that came out of her mouth was pitched way too high."Sorry! Sorry!""Dude." Marcus turned around l
The bus ride to Falcons Academy was three hours of pure anxiety.Riley sat by the window, cap pulled low, watching the trees blur past. Her chest was bound so tight she could barely take a full breath. Every bump in the road reminded her how insane this plan was.She touched her short hair again. Still weird. Still wrong."You'll be fine, Riley."She could still hear Ryan's voice from this morning. Still see Mom's worried face at the door.It had taken two weeks of begging to convince them. Two weeks of Riley and Ryan tag-teaming their parents until they finally broke down."This is dangerous," Mom had said, her eyes red from crying. "If they find out—""They won't," Riley promised. "I'll be careful. I swear."Dad had been quiet for a long time. Then he'd looked at her with this expression she couldn't read. "You really want this that badly?""More than anything."He'd nodded slowly. "Then don't waste it. And don't get caught."Mom had hugged her so tightly this morning that Riley tho







