Breaking The Rules For My Star Hockey Boyfriend 의 모든 챕터: 챕터 81 - 챕터 90

ROWANI nodded at the coach when he gave his instructions. A part of me was nervous and the other part wasn't. “You must not feel intimidated by these men. They're your age mates and you're older than some in case you don't know.” The coach's next words woke me up from my thoughts. His gaze still fixed on me and I nodded in understanding. “Good. Now run along and get ready. You have an hour.” “Yes, Coach.” Everyone including me echoed. I rushed to the corner of the court to grab my backpack, and now concentrated on getting a bath—wondering at the same time whether the woman I loved had made it to the school. Nothing had better go wrong with her. Although I wanted to play this game and take the cup for us, I wouldn't think twice before abounding the cup and hurrying out to help out the woman I loved—although she didn't know. At least, not yet. “Rowan?” “Yes, Coach.” I stopped moving, stopped thinking and turned so that I could look at him. “You called me, coach.” “Yes, I called

CLARA“And the winner is—” Everyone went mute. Including myself who wondered what was going to be next. It was unbelievable but I wanted Rowan's team to win. Who would believe a day like this would come? I wondered with a smile that came on my countenance while I looked at the guy I was in love with. He seemed calm, not tense. Maybe he knew it would be him—or maybe he didn't want it to be him and knew already it wouldn't be his team. Which one was it? “Hey—” I called out when I touched his hand. He snapped out of the moment and looked at me. “Are you alright?” I asked when our gazes locked. “Whatever the case may be, you should know how proud of you I am, Rowan.” He nodded, squeezed my hand that touched him, and continued. “You have nothing to worry about, mm?” His smile was bright and then he looked at the announcer who was wasting our time. What the fuck was wrong with him? Was this what the school management asked him to do? I thought about it, a sigh escaping my mouth while I

CALEBSomething happened back there. I am a guy and I know when something goes down between a man and a woman from looking. Only looking. Either at the man. Or at the woman. I drove past the gate now, waving at the man who worked at the gate before increasing my speed. Maybe nothing serious happened between the both of them. Or maybe there was. But what if there wasn't any? I let out a sigh when I parked at the parking lot, then I opened the door and was on my way out of the car—reaching the front door of our home and then ringing the bell. I didn't come out with my keys today. “Thank you, Brenda.” I greeted the maid and then walked into the house with a smile I planted. Mom and Dad weren't home. I knew already but still needed to confirm. So I turned to look at the maid while my mouth opened. “Where are my parents? They went to work, didn't they?” What sort of question was that? Wasn't I home when they left for work this morning? I stood still and was waiting for my question to

CLARAI turned when I felt the presence of someone standing next to the locker with me. I already knew who it was before I turned, because he had texted me informing me that he would come in a few minutes. I turned, a smile already forming on my lips. It was Rowan alright. He was standing next to one of the lockers, his eyes not leaving mine. He was dressed in a cropped shirt that showed off his biceps, and a trouser that grazed the floor. Apart from his insistence on hockey, he had always been into fashion. According to him, it gave him the opportunity to express himself outside of hockey, to have a personality. I grinned at him as he approached me. “You done?”I scratched the back of my neck as I looked at my almost empty locker. “I will never know. My locker has always been a mess. So even if I completely take everything out, I will never know. There are some things I don't like taking home, things I keep in the school, but I don't know anymore. I want to empty the entire lo

ELENAI stared out of the window, admiring the sun's insistence to still shine despite the threat of rain. It had been raining throughout yesterday, and it had continued today in the early hours of the morning. Now, it had continued again, but the sun was still out, as if it didn't care about its threat. I scratched the back of my neck, knowing that I would rather be outside, in the rain, than inside the house. So far, all I had gotten after my suspension was cold glances from my father. He didn't even try to hide that he still felt angry after the suspension. He showed it in every manner. I left the window, pulling the blinds. Grabbing my phone, I made my way to Nana's room. Nana's room had a huge and massive significance for me as a child. The smell of her perfume, the way she arranged her clothes, the arrangement of her shoes from most important to least important. The way she made sure her room was always clean and the bed was always made. She was the reason I was the way