All Chapters of My Bullies Are Twin Hockey Players: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

  Tara's POV Two Weeks Later I practically bounced out of bed this morning, my heart racing with excitement. Jake_fitness23 had been treating me like absolute royalty for the past two weeks, and yesterday he'd promised to surprise me today. He'd even asked for my address, which made my stomach flutter with nervous excitement. I wasn't sure what he had planned, but God, I hoped I'd finally get to see him in person. The mystery was killing me, but in the best possible way. I dressed with extra care, making sure my hair looked perfect. I spent an extra ten minutes in front of the mirror, trying different hairstyles before settling on loose waves that framed my face just right. I ev

Tara's POVI was downstairs, fully dressed and ready for school, when Mom called out from the kitchen."Tara, honey, go call the twins for breakfast," she said, not looking up from the eggs she was scrambling.I stopped in my tracks, my backpack halfway onto my shoulder. "Why can't you go yourself?" I asked, trying to keep the irritation out of my voice.Mom turned to face me, her eyebrows raised. "Excuse me? Where did you keep your manners, young lady?"I felt my jaw clench. The last thing I wanted to do was go knock on their door and deal with their smug faces first thing in the morning. "Mom, I really don't want to….” "Tara," she said in that tone that meant the discussion was over. "Go call them. Now."I let out an angry sigh and stomped toward the stairs. "Fine," I muttered under my breath.I was already annoyed as I climbed the stairs, thinking about how I'd have to see their stupid faces and probably deal with some snarky comments. When I reached their door, I was so frustrat

Tara's POVI was more than shocked. How could they be so shameless as to invite people to a house that wasn't even theirs? The audacity of these twins never ceased to amaze me. Here they were, living in our home, eating our food, and now they had the nerve to throw a party like they owned the place.I had tried desperately to convince Jane and Zoey not to attend, but they refused to listen to me. They were too excited about the prospect of a party, too caught up in the idea of free food and entertainment."Come on, Tara," Jane had said earlier. "It's just a party. What's the worst that could happen?""You don't understand," I'd argued. "They're using my house to show off. They're going to invite everyone and act like they're the hosts.""So what?" Zoey had shrugged. "At least we'll get to have fun. Besides, maybe this is their way of trying to make peace with everyone."I'd wanted to scream at them. Make peace? The twins didn't know the meaning of the word. This was just another one of

Jasper's POVIt was the day of the party, and I was more than pleased that Aunt Karen had agreed to use their house for our celebration. The fact that she had even offered to help us decorate the sitting room made everything feel perfectly legitimate.I stood back and surveyed our work so far. The sitting room was already looking transformed. We'd pushed the furniture against the walls to create more space, hung colorful streamers from the ceiling, and set up a makeshift bar area on the dining table. The whole place had a festive atmosphere that I was genuinely proud of.But as I continued arranging the decorations, I couldn't help but notice that Xavier wasn't really having it. His movements were sluggish, mechanical, like he was going through the motions without any real enthusiasm. This was completely unlike him. Usually, when it came to anything involving getting back at Tara, Xavier was the one taking the lead, the one with the most energy and ideas.Instead, he'd been acting moo

  Tara's POV We started chatting more, and Jake kept teasing me about different things. He would make jokes about my day, about school, about everything really. Each message made me smile wider than the last. It felt so good to have someone who could make me laugh after such a terrible day. "You know what?" His message popped up after we'd been talking for about an hour. "What?" I typed back, curious. "I truly like you, Tara. Like, really like you. I'd like to date you properly, not just as an online friend." My heart stopped for a moment, then started beating so fast I thought it might jump out of my chest. I stared at the message