Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Hybrid Cheerleader And Her Hockey Alphas : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Lila. The gym smelled of polished wood and faint sweat, a smell that somehow seemed sacred here at Northvale Academy. I hugged my books closer as I stepped inside, forcing myself to breathe normally. My heart raced anyway. This was it.. the first real introduction to the cheer squad and, indirectly, to the hockey teams I’d supposedly be “supporting.” “Oh heavens be my strength” I slowly whispered… I had spent the last couple of days keeping my head down, following Aunt Margaret’s rule to blend in and be invisible. And now here I was, about to be scrutinized by the school’s most popular girls, while Mr. Leo stood beside me, grinning like nothing could go wrong when everything was already going wrong. “Everyone, quiet down!” his voice rang, piercing through the chatter. He clapped his hands once, his enthusiasm vibrating across the gym. “I’d like you to meet our promising members .” The cheer squad collectively groaned. Brielle, the cheer captain, shot me another look sharp e

Lila. “Arghhh” I groaned out in pure utter frustration. The laughter still echoed in my head long after the gym doors had shut behind me. Their sharp voices yet low voices, their mocking smiles and the way they stared at me like I was some sort of alien… it clung to me like smoke. I didn’t follow the other girls to the locker room. I couldn’t... Not with the way Brielle’s glares burned and drilled deep holes in my back and the way the squad buzzed around her like vultures who had scented blood. Instead, I quietly ducked into the girls’ bathroom, shutting the door quietly behind me. “Inner peace” I slowly mumbled as I stared at the mirror in front of me scanning myself. My reflection in the mirror looked pale, nervous and frustrated. She looked like a complete stranger. I gently leaned against the sink, gripping its cold edge before I splashed water on my face as I really need to cool off ‘Why did they look at me like that?’ I wondered to myself. As if on cue, my chest tigh

Lila. Kael’s voice still reverberated in my head, soft and dangerous, like a secret I was never meant to hear. No matter how hard I tried to shake it off, it clung to me—closer than my own shadow. My chest felt tight, my steps heavy as I left the school gates behind. The laughter of other students still echoed in the distance, light and careless, but I wanted no part of it. My body moved on autopilot, my head bowed, eyes fixed on the cracked pavement beneath my sneakers, as if looking up might expose everything I was trying to hide. And still… his voice lingered. I turned towards a corner, hoping for silence, but immediately froze when I spotted Brielle and her entourage of glitter-coated shadows just a few feet ahead. Their laughter rang sharp and cruel, the kind that made my skin prickle. Brielle’s golden hair caught the shimmer of sunlight, and she looked every bit the queen bee she believed herself to be. My stomach twisted. I lowered my gaze instantly and pulled my hoo

Lila. "What?!" "Don't get too scared, you're safe if you don't get involved... Or did you have any intention to do so?" She asked, her question throwing me off guard. "Uhm? Sorry no," I managed to reply. "I'm just kidding," she laughed. "You should've seen your face." Ohh it was a joke. "Ohh," I let out a nervous giggle. "It's almost time for class, we don't want to be late." She said as she applied some gloss. "One tip, whatever happens in school, turn a blind eye to it... Let the teachers handle it." I nodded. But heaven knows I'm more confused than the squirrel in ice age. What the hell goes on in this school? We got to class and first thing we had was physics. From time to time I would this stare burning at the back of my neck. Then I decided to check who it was and lord if looks could kill I would be dead as fuck right now. Brielle was staring at me with such wickedness and mischief in her eyes. I turned my head instantly. Let's not get noticed. Who was I kidd

Lila.The air was unusually heavy and suffocating. The cold stares that poked at me sent chills down my spine. To be honest, I feel like puncturing those balls.So very freaky humans…I hate the feeling of being watched. Funny part is, I hear everything they say. Their fucking whispers sing in my skull. It darkens the more. Frankly speaking, I hate this place!Now more than ever.Coming here makes me itch. Navigating through this place, getting unusual stares, scared looks, isolation, it's just too much. If I go on, I'll lash out at this one staring at me now!Aargh!He can't even stand me. Just look at the way he's shivering. Damn, I'm sick and tired of it all. The stares and the murmurs may be manageable, but the annoying questions that have trailed me ever since that day, more like haunting me…Why are human beings like this? Why can't they just mind their fucking business?!You can just imagine, yesterday in class, Mr. Squib head—that's what I call him though—had the guts to ask m