Coleen Maine hated Hayden Michaels with her entire heart. After high school graduation, she thought she had escaped the hell that being a classmate to Hayden was. Being his academic rival was enough to put her, Coleen, at the top of his shit list. To make matters worse, he’s the hot, popular jock with a full-ride scholarship he doesn’t need, because he has all the money that she doesn’t. When Coleen finds herself in close contact with Hayden again out of no free will of her own, she expects things to be the same. But somehow, somewhere between summer and starting their first year at college, something changed. Now, Coleen isn’t sure Hayden hates her anymore. Between her new job, college, and her friendships, she finds herself wondering what lies behind Hayden’s deep gaze towards her.
Lihat lebih banyakTHE DAY OF GRADUATION, 6 MONTHS AGO
Coleen “This was all a mistake. I swear it.” I cried out, pleading with the Principal. Tears stung my eyes. I couldn't believe this was happening to me. Today was the day I had been waiting for for ages. The day I was going to graduate. And it was ruined. All because of a prank. The older man looked at me with a look that made my heart sink lower. “I've heard you, Coleen. However, there is nothing we can do.” He said, “The graduation celebrations have ended and despite you being Valedictorian, you were not present.” “I wasn't there because of this. I'd prepared everything but someone played a prank on me. Look. The date of graduation was changed here, see?” i begged, showing him the phone where the evidence clearly showed. Please, please understand, I begged , After a moment, my phone was pushed aside and I held hope. “I'm sorry Coleen,’ he said and my heart sank instantly, “No matter what excuses you have, it doesn't change your absence during the graduation ceremony. You were the most important person there as Valedictorian no less, yet you were gone. As a result, we have no choice but to fine you.” My heart dropped lower before he pulled out a card. “This is an IOU to pay the graduation f*e as a consequence for your absence. Sign it quickly if you wish for your certificate.” He said harshly, I felt like I had been dropped underwater as I looked at the numbers laid on the document. This f*e…my parents couldn't afford it and I couldn't bear to burden them with it. I wanted to beg and explain , but the look on the principal's face told me that it wouldn't matter. Why did this have to happen? What did I do to deserve this? I forced my tears back as I took the nearest pen to sign the IOU. Taking my certificate, I turned to leave as quickly as possible. Now all I wanted was to get out of here “You really disappointed me Coleen,” the principal said, stopping me in my tracks, “You were also required to give a speech. We were lucky that in your absence Hayden was already prepared and he gave the speech ahead of you.” I stiffened at his words. Hayden? Rage boiled inside me. This was all Hayden's fault. I knew it from the moment I realized my calendar was changed. There was only one person who could have played such a prank on me. Who hated me and constantly tried to humiliate me in the name of rivalry and it was him. Hayden freaking Michaels. Ever since I entered this highschool he suddenly had an enmity with me. What started out as an Academic rivalry stormed to being subject to his bullying and remarks about everything else about me. How poor I was in comparison to me. And because he was the popular kid, from one of the richest families, nobody batted an eye. He was everything and I was a nobody. So I learned to match him and bear it. Beating him academically even if I couldn't in anything else. But this? This was where he'd crossed the line. I stormed out of the office, leaving the school building while still holding back tears while I stepped out of the school building when I saw him. Hayden in his graduation gown, still talking to some of his jock friends when he spotted me. And then he smirked. That was my last straw. A tear slipped out of my eye before I turned away running before he could see me crying. I practically ran out of the school, finding my way around the neighborhood to the destination I wanted. Wiping my tears, I moved towards his porch. Chase. I needed to see him- My heart stopped the moment I opened the door. They separated but I couldn't unsee it. Chase, my boyfriend was kissing someone else. He was cheating on me. “Babe,” he whispered wide eyed but I couldn't see anymore. Turning away, I stormed out of his house, ignoring his calls of my name. As his voice disappeared from earshot, I wiped my tears away, a bitter laugh leaving me. Before I felt sad, now I just felt empty. Life must truly have a vendetta against me. The moment I reached my home I rushed to my room only to freeze at the sight of mail, the name clearly written. A bittersweet thought pierced my mind. I had applied to my dream college months ago. To see a rejection would truly top off the day. I tore open the letter, ‘Miss Maine, congratulations, you have been offered a full ride Scholarship to…’ My heart could have stopped then and there. I read it over and over again to make sure, but nothing changed. I…was accepted? The sound of my phone ringing suddenly alerted me . I quickly answered it, still stuck in disbelief. “Coleen.” “Mark?” i answered shakily at the sound of my best friends voiced “Did you get it too?” A frisson of shock broke through my misery at his words and I gasped, “you also got a scholarship?” “Full ride to music major baby,” he sang through the phone and I gasped, “It's exactly as we planned Coleen. our dreams are coming true,” he said, excitement and I nodded frantically. “Yeah,” i.whispered, tears burning against my eyes. Ever since we became best friends, we'd made plans together on our dream college and majors, wanting to stay together through it all. And now they were coming true. After talking with him more, the call ended and I dropped my phone, looking out the window. This small town was all I knew. Thinking back to the dual humiliation and heartbreak I suffered today, bitterness filled me. The one day I was looking forward to and it had to end like this. But now I had a future, one that involved leaving this town behind along with everything that happened here. And that was something to look forward to.COLEENI sat on my bed, the phone resting in my palm like it weighed ten pounds, and stared at the screen like it might make the decision for me.I didn’t want to do this. Scratch that, if I didn’t think it was the right thing to do, I wouldn’t be doing this right now but alas, my moral compass had to be pointing in the freaking right direction and I partly had Hayden to thank for that.Hayden sat cross-legged on the floor, his back against my dresser, exactly where I’d found him the night before. He didn’t say anything, he didn’t rush me or prod but I could feel his presence grounding me.A silent support beam holding me up from the inside out.I stared at my dad’s contact photo, thumb hovering over the call button. I’d seen this man cry once in my life, once. And that was the night she left.The woman who gave birth to me had hurt my dad badly enough for him to shed tears. Although he tried his best to hide it from me, he wasn’t that successful at it though.I was ten. He didn’t thi
HAYDEN I didn’t leave her dorm room that night. I tried to but I just couldn’t find it in me to leave her alone when she was feeling so down. Mark got home late at night and we all ordered take-out for dinner but I didn’t leave when it was getting late. Not because anything happened. No,we didn’t cross that line and I respected her too much to take advantage of her while she was in a vulnerable state. But because when someone finally trusts you with the weight they’ve been carrying for years, you don’t just hand it back and walk away. You sit with them. In it, through it, even if all you’re doing is breathing beside them in the quiet. Coleen was curled up on her bed, legs tucked under the blanket, hair still slightly damp from the shower she took after crying. Her eyes weren’t red anymore, but they still held that raw, aching vulnerability. I was sitting on the floor, back against her dresser, arms resting loosely on my knees. She had offered the bed. I had declined. Sharing a
COLEEN I told myself I wouldn’t cry. I’d repeated that line like a mantra since I left the music room. Not in public, not in front of Mark, not when Alicia made that offhand joke about my resting bitch face, and especially not when Hayden looked at me like he was trying to solve a puzzle he didn’t have all the pieces to. But the thing about bottling things up is that eventually, the pressure makes you shake like you were about to explode. And I was shaking. I didn’t want him to see me like this and I hated how much I still left her affect me until this day. Why couldn’t I just be a cold-hearted bitch who didn’t give a damn about anyone or anything. I knew for sure that my life would have been so much easier if I was that way. Which was exactly why I couldn’t stop staring at his contact on my screen even though I couldn’t summon up the courage to actually reach out to him. He deserved more better than this. He’d been patient, too patient, and I was starting to hate mys
HAYDENIf someone had handed me a checklist for the perfect college hockey season, I was pretty sure I’d be halfway through it.Team winning? Check. Stats looking strong? Check. Coach yelling at me slightly less than usual? Big check.NHL scouts watching from the stands? Way more than a check.Save for the few set-backs I had earlier, I was honestly having the best rookie season yet.And yet, standing outside the rink, watching my own breath curl into the cold morning air, I felt… disconnected.It wasn’t the pressure. I could handle pressure. It was the silence. The weight of words unsaid. Words that needed to be let out, lest they fester into something else.I was in yet another dilemma and I didn’t know how I was going to handle it this time.Coleen was pulling away again, and for the love of God, I couldn’t figure out why.She hadn’t cut me out completely, this wasn’t like the last time but it was quite obvious that there was something bothering her. She was quieter. Her texts ca
COLEENI sat on the floor of my bedroom, my back pressed against the side of the bed, knees drawn up, phone balanced between both hands. The call log was still open.Unknown Number. Called once. Didn’t leave a message.And yet it left a crater in my chest.It had been two days, and I hadn’t told Hayden. I hadn’t told Dad either. I kept replaying the moment in my head, like I could go back in time and change the events of that day so it would be like she never called.I wanted to forget it happened. I wanted her to stay buried where she belonged, in the past.But now I couldn’t sleep, couldn’t think straight, and I couldn’t pretend anymore because this news was weighing down on me more than I’d love to admit.With a sigh, I tapped my father’s contact.It rang three times before his voice came through.“Hey, Pumpkin?” he said.He sounded tired. Like he had been working a double shift.I closed my eyes. “Hey, Dad.”“Is everything okay?” he asked“Yeah. I just…” I paused. “ I missed you a
COLEENIt was weird how quickly things could start feeling normal again.Well, I don’t think normal is the right word but I don’t think anything between me and Hayden had ever felt normal.Hayden and I had gone from talking like strangers to fighting like exes to sitting across from each other in a grimy diner like we belonged there.And now? Now we texted each other frequently as if we were some old married couple.We didn’t talk about anything serious most of the time. Our texts were usually short messages about our day. Sometimes, we’ll send stupid things like memes to each other and we’ll laugh at the hilarity of it. He was also weirdly concerned if I was eating enough. Hayden often teased me that I forgot to eat especially when I was studying and I usually laughed because he was usally right.It felt really good to be like this with him.We weren’t anything official, but there was a certain kind of intimacy growing between us, and it excited and terrified me both at the same tim
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