All Chapters of Edges Of Us: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“You wanna say that shit again?” Mason Reid didn't even wait for him to finish. His fist was already bunched in some skater kid's collar. the cafeteria went dead silent until a plastic tray ckattred behind me, breaking it.Brighten High school was the type that never gets quiet. You would always see the students in groups arguing about sports, bullying the weak ones, the rich kids forming class and the golden boy Mason, a hockey player that the girls can't just stop drooling over. I went to the general changing dress room, changed into my uniform and was about to go. Well, I should’ve kept walking, grabbed my protein shake, head down, earbuds in, same as every other day when I heard the hockey meatheads decided to run their mouths. But then Mason kept going. “Figure skating isn’t a real sport, and every dude doing it is just—” “Just what?” Before I knew it, I was halfway to the drinks cooler. I slammed my tray down hard enough to make the forks bounce. "Say it, Reid. Out loud.

The next morning felt colder than usual.I was already on the ice doing laps when Mason walked in. He didn’t look at me. He kept his head down, dropped his bag, and started lacing up his skates like I wasn’t even there.He was acting weird. Shy almost. Like he wanted to disappear into the boards.I skated over and stopped in front of him.“You gonna keep pretending I don’t exist?” I asked.Mason’s hands froze on his laces for a second. He didn’t look up. “I’m not pretending anything.”“Really? Because you’re acting like a scared little kid who got caught stealing cookies.”He finally lifted his head. His cheeks looked a little red, but maybe it was just the cold. “Yesterday was a mistake,” he muttered. “A stupid heat-of-the-moment thing. It didn’t mean shit.”I crossed my arms. “You think I don’t know that? I was there too, dumbass.”Mason stood up, still avoiding my eyes. “Then why are you bringing it up?”“Because you’re being weird as hell. You won’t even look at me. If we’re gonna

The next morning I showed up at the rink a few minutes early, still replaying yesterday’s weird conversation with Mason in my head. The way he’d pushed me toward Lila like it was nothing. The way it had pissed me off more than it should have.I was doing warm-up laps when the door opened.Kai walked in, skates slung over his shoulder, wearing that same easy smile from yesterday.“Morning, Ezra,” he said, nodding at me. “Didn’t expect to see you again so soon.”“Yeah, well… routine,” I muttered.He laced up quickly and stepped onto the ice, moving with smooth confidence. After a couple laps he skated over to where I was stretching near the boards.“Hey, I was thinking,” he started, rubbing the back of his neck. “Would it be cool if I trained with you guys sometimes? I saw you two working together yesterday. Looked intense. I could use that kind of push.”I hesitated. “I’ll have to ask Mason. It’s not just my call.”Kai nodded, but his eyes stayed on me a little too long.“No pressure.

The next morning, Kai showed up again like he already belonged there.He walked in with that same confident grin, skates over his shoulder, looking way too awake for 5 AM.“Morning, guys,” he said, eyes landing on me first. “Ready to sweat?”Mason didn’t even bother replying. He just laced up faster, jaw locked tight.We started training, but the energy was different. Worse.Kai was good — really good. Clean lines, strong core, and he wasn’t shy about showing it. Every time I demonstrated something, he watched me like I was the only person in the rink. His compliments came easy.“Damn, Ezra,” he said after I landed a clean axel. “You make that look effortless. The way your body moves… It's insane. You’re easily the best-looking skater I’ve seen here. No offense, Mason.”Mason’s head snapped toward him so fast I thought he’d pull a muscle.Kai just laughed lightly. “What? It’s true. Ezra’s got that whole pretty-boy thing going on. Face, body, the grace… it’s a package. Mason’s strong a

The first day back at school felt so strange. I walked through the front gates with my bag slung over one shoulder, heart beating a little faster than usual. Mom was finally home resting. Dad had taken the day off to stay with her. I told them I’d be fine coming back alone. But the truth was, I was nervous.Not because of school, but because of him.I had barely made it halfway across the courtyard when I heard someone shout my name.“Ezra!”Kai came running from the direction of the parking lot, a big smile on his face. Before I could even say anything, he pulled me into a tight hug, arms wrapping around me warmly.“Man, I missed you!” he said, squeezing me. “We were all worried. How’s your mom? You okay?”I patted his back awkwardly. “She’s better now. Thanks for asking.”Kai didn’t let go right away. His hug was sincere, warm, a little too long. Over his shoulder, I saw Mason standing near the entrance to the hockey locker room.Mason’s eyes were burning. He was staring straight at