All Chapters of HOCKEY ALPHA'S FORBIDDEN AFFAIR: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

GINGER:I think I have faced the worst moments of this fallout until it’s time for school. As soon as my mother drops me off, I make my way into the school building, trying hard to be discreet, but the moment I walk in, the students glare at me weirdly, making me realize the news must have spread. I hear chuckles from almost every corner, and they do not even try to hide the fact that they are speaking about me.For a moment, I feel like I am about to cry, but I keep my head up high, making my way to my locker. Hana’s locker is just a few lockers away, and the moment I am done, I shut mine to see her standing with Wendy. She is dressed in a cropped white knit sweater with a high-waisted plaid skirt and knee-high black boots, and her hair is in a sleek ponytail. Wendy is wearing a black turtleneck tucked into ripped skinny jeans with chunky platform boots, and her hair falls in soft waves.They both look good, and I am tempted, so I raise a hand to wa

HU:The days go by fast, and with each passing second, my life keeps crashing down. Every day is torture, watching Ginger get bullied because of my stupid ass, but I always make sure to go after whoever is responsible. Yet, they never seem to stop. Worse, I cannot even tell who is behind it. It could be Ruby or even Hana. I want to confront them, but I don’t even know what to say.It’s been two weeks, and it feels like hell. Today is Friday, the last day of school before we travel for the hockey match. I am in my room packing, and I cannot help but stare at Ginger’s window. I wish we were still on good terms because we would be talking by now. Maybe I would send her a pic of my room and how horribly packing is going. Then I would probably sneak into her room to help her with hers, sleep over, and end up hurriedly packing the next day.The thought of it sends heat through my core as a smile forms on my face. Her curtains are shut, but I can picture her perfectly.“I can’t believe that

Ginger:The blare of a loud alarm sends both Janet and me flying from our beds. I land back on the bed on my butt. It hurts a bit, so I rub it slightly while Janet tries to stand on the ground where she has fallen.“Attention, students! This is Coach Billy, and I am here to officially welcome all of you.” I groan at his voice, which scratches my ears as it blares through the speakers. “I know I met some of you yesterday, but on behalf of the Red Pack students who arrived late, I am welcoming you guys once more.”The Red Pack is here? I question myself.I had no idea my pack had a hockey team now in high school. I pray silently that I do not see anyone I know, because I do not want to answer questions.“The first match is tomorrow, but for today, you can mingle, make friends, and have fun together because it is a Sunday.” He yells a slogan that I can barely make out. &

GINGER:“Hey! Stop!” I call out to Janet as she catwalks away toward the pool exit.I cannot believe I bought into her nerdy girl nonsense because, looking at her now, I can barely see that. She is the typical mean girl—the ones who spend their entire lives investing in heavy skincare, starving themselves to have an enviable build. She is… Ruby!“Hey! Stop!” I try again, pushing myself against the edge of the pool, but she only laughs, tilting her head.“Why?” she taunts. Then she pauses, a smile curling on her lips as we hear the voices of approaching students. “You better stay in there because I doubt anyone wants to see your mom tits.” She glares at my bra. “I cannot believe those boys are fighting over this. Ew.”I suck in a shaky breath, trying to hold myself together. “Don’t do this, please. It isn’t fair.&r

 GINGER:The locker room is buzzing with high energy as we prepare for the match against the Blue Shadow Pack. Everyone is talking over one another, debating who should go on the field first. I sit on the edge of the bench, tying my skates, trying to block out the noise. Then I see a pair of familiar shoes walking toward me, stopping inches away.Ruby speaks before I can look up. “She shouldn’t play.” Her tone is laced with disgust. “She’s too fat, and she’ll slow us down and make us lose.”My fingers freeze over my laces as I lift my head to see her standing with her hands on her waist.Silence falls for a brief second before a few girls start giggling, while others shift uncomfortably. My chest tightens as heat rises to my face, and I will myself to look unaffected, but my nails dig into my palm.“Ruby might be right,” someone says