All Chapters of Taming A Hockey Rebel : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Lila’s POV “Yes, yes, yes!” Harper screamed, bouncing on the bed with so much force that even I started shaking. She had come over so we could do an assignment together, and she just decided that this was the right time to talk about Ryder. “Finally. Honestly, I thought you were going to take forever but thank the lord for small miracles, right?” She leaned closer, wiggling her brows at me. “Oh hush.” I pushed her face away with my palm, not even bothering to glance at her. “It’s just a fake relationship, remember? Pretend?” I shook my lightly when she made a sound, before I then crossed my arms. I don’t even know what the hell I was thinking when I agreed to be Ryder’s fake girlfriend. Something told me I was going to regret the decision later on, but I guess it wouldn’t hurt to try right? Yeah… even I wasn’t sure if that was true or not. “That it’s pretend doesn’t mean it’s not going to be fun.” I slowly turned to her, giving her a look, but she just raised a shoulder like sh

Lila’s POV I moved through the cafeteria with my tray in my hand, and Harper right behind me. By lunch time, word about Danica’s extensions had reached literally the whole school. And there was a part of me, a tiny part of me, that felt a little bad for her. I mean I knew what it felt like to be humiliated in front of the whole school, and be the center of attention in the most negative way. But, she did deserve what she got. She had to at least get a taste of her own medicine. God knows how many kids in this school that she’s been bullying, and maybe unlike me they’d actually crawl into a corner and bawl their eyes out.“Girl we’re gonna be famous,” Harper cooed as we settled in the chair. I shook my head lightly with a small smile before plopping down too. “I’m pretty sure they’ve all been waiting for this day.” Harper leaned her weight on the table, raising her brows at me. “It’s going to take a while before that bully shows her face in this school proudly again.” “That is if

Lila’s POV The moment I stepped through the front door, I wanted to collapse. Instead, I got my mother reminding me to take my shoes off before I ruined her floors.“Long day?” she called from the kitchen. “You have no idea.” I literally groaned the words out. I normally took off my shoes when I came in, but today it had completely slipped my mind because of how tired I was. However, what I didn’t understand was how my mother sensed that I hadn’t taken off my shoes from the kitchen.Oh well, you never know how these mother instincts can be. I kicked off my sneakers and dragged myself upstairs before she could ask questions. I’d already been forced to answer enough from Harper on our way back home. The last thing I needed now was to go through the same thing again and explain that I'd spent two freaking hours at our old rink, trying to teach Ryder Hayes how not to act like a hyperactive puppy on skates.My bedroom welcomed me with familiar silence. I tossed my backpack onto my des

Lila’s POV Okay Lila be calm. You can totally handle Ryder pissing you off. “I thought I told you not to call me that.” “What?” He looked me up and down. “If I remember correctly you said I shouldn’t call you princess. Not ice Queen, or icy.” His gaze flicked to Harper as he pointed at her. “Harper was even a witness. But yeah I’m not changing ice Queen, I like it way too much.” My eye twitched again, but I decided I wasn’t going to argue any further. Not when they were pressing matters at hand. “I’m sure you must have seen these?” I turned the phone toward him. His grin froze for a moment as he took in the pictures on the phone, while Harper stayed quiet beside me, also enjoying this. But she was smart enough not to say a word.“Oh no I haven’t seen these.” His brows picked together, though his smile only widened as he took the phone from me. “These are wonderfully taken photos. What’s wrong? You don’t like them?” I glared at him, and he seemed completely frightened by it. “Oh

Lila’s POV My thoughts crashed into each other—humiliation, anger, disbelief, hurt—and I swallowed hard, willing myself to come back to my senses. Ryder’s thumbs brushed lightly against my cheeks. It was a grounding touch, nothing more, nothing less. And I’m afraid to say it helped really well. “You’re only giving him what he wants, Lila.” He murmured. “Relax, okay? Don’t let him get to you.” Well it was too late for that now. He had already gotten to me and I’m sure even Ryder knew it. It was such a shameful thing, really, but it was the truth. I had lost my temper because of Mason, and I don’t think he’d ever let me live it down. But standing here, with Ryder holding me steady while the rest of the world blurred around us, I found myself focusing on one thing. Not Mason. Not the stupid crowd or the stupid whispers. Just the stormy grey eyes refusing to leave mine. And then the waves of embarrassment came. Oh damn. My entire face heated up. What have I done? Did I just emb