All Chapters of PUCK ME, STEPBROTHER: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Little BrunetteJulian’s POVI can't get that little brunette out of my head.It's been twenty-four hours since the coffee incident, and I'm still thinking about it. Not because I care about the ruined shirt—Dad's credit card can handle a dozen replacements. It's the way he looked at me afterward that won't leave me alone. Like I was the bad guy. Like I was some kind of monster instead of the victim who got drenched in hot coffee.The disrespect is eating at me.I don't let things like that slide. Ever. When you're at the top of the food chain at a place like Blackridge, you stay there by making sure everyone knows their place. And that transfer student clearly doesn't know his."You're quiet today," Marcus says, dropping into the seat across from me in the dining hall. "Everything okay?"I shrug, stabbing at my lunch. Around us, the usual crowd is gathered. It always happens like this—wherever I sit, people follow. It's been that way since freshman year. Being captain of the hockey t

Truth Or Dare?Julian's POV This is exactly what I live for.The Morrison house is packed with people, music loud enough to make conversation impossible unless you're shouting. Beer everywhere, students from Blackridge getting drunk and stupid.And they're all looking at me like I'm the reason this party matters.I'm holding court in the main living room, sprawled across the biggest couch with my teammates flanking me like bodyguards. Marcus is telling some story about practice yesterday, but I'm only half listening. I'm too busy enjoying the way people keep glancing over at us, the way conversations pause when I laugh, the way girls keep finding excuses to walk past our corner.This is my world. These are my people.Jake appears with another round of drinks, expensive stuff that his parents probably don't even know is missing from their liquor cabinet."Hayes," he says, handing me a beer. "You see the turnout? Half the freshman class showed up just because they heard you'd be here."