All Chapters of Over My Dead Body, Hockey Alpha.: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

EVA.I walked up to Graham slowly, and sat down in the empty space beside him.He did not look up.He did not even flinch.He just sat there, completely absorbed in whatever was in that glass, swirling it gently, tipping it back, like the rest of the world did not exist.My heart was beating so fast I was genuinely concerned about my own health.I had walked across an entire party, rehearsed three different opening lines, discarded all of them, and now I was sitting beside Graham Hartway with absolutely nothing prepared."Hey," I said.He turned.And without thinking, without giving my brain even a single second to intervene and save me from myself....I grabbed his shirt, pulled him forward, and kissed him.It lasted maybe four seconds before my brain caught up with what my hands had done, and in those four seconds I learned several things simultaneously.His lips were soft.Genuinely, unfairly soft, like someone had specifically designed them to cause problems for ordinary people.He

EVA.I arranged my hair in the mirror and kept my eyes to myself, which was not difficult given that Graham was doing the same thing from his side of the room.Except his version of keeping his eyes to himself meant keeping them everywhere except on me, like I had already ceased to exist the moment everything was over.I straightened my top and cleared my throat softly. "Thank you for granting my request."He nodded once without looking up. "You should leave. The results commence now and your team will be called out soon."I held onto those words longer than I should have, because at least they were words, and at least they were directed at me, which was more than he had offered in the last several minutes.I picked up my glasses from the side table and slid them back on."What about your team?" I asked, turning toward him. "You are the captain. You should be there to witness the fun."He did not answer, did not look up, did not acknowledge that I had spoken at all.I stood there for

EVA.My heart was hammering so hard I thought it might give us both away before the guard even got close enough to see anything.I braced myself.If Graham was going to expose me, I figured I should at least stand and face it instead of crouching there waiting for the ground to open up beneath me.I started to push myself up.Then Graham's voice rang out, loud and steady."No one's with me, I'm here alone."I froze mid-motion, my mouth falling open in the dark because I genuinely could not process what I had just heard.This was Graham Hartway, the same boy who had recorded me without asking, leaked the footage to the entire school, and stood there laughing while half of Brentford mocked me.And yet here he was, lying straight to a security guard's face to keep me out of trouble."Alright. Follow us," the guard said, gripping Graham's arm and steering him forward.I wanted to reach out, to grab his sleeve one last time, to say something, anything...but he never turned around.He just

EVA.I stared at the women sitting across from me, then looked at Graham, and my heart was going so fast I could feel it in my throat."I don't understand," I said, my voice coming out smaller than I intended. "Sexually abuse?? I didn't write this and I don't know what's going on."One of the women reached over and placed her hand on mine. "Eva, we are here to help you, but if you keep holding back, how are we supposed to do that? I understand you're panicking right now, but take a deep breath and know that you are safe in this room."I looked at her and genuinely didn't know what to say because my mind was running in ten directions at once.Was this why Graham had been so cold and bitter from the moment I walked in?Because he thought I had reported him for something this serious?His anger suddenly made complete sense, and as much as I wanted to be angry back at him, I couldn't even argue that his reaction was wrong.This was a serious accusation sitting under both our names, but I

GRAHAM.Maddie, stop."I shoved her back, not roughly but firmly enough that she stumbled slightly, catching herself against the library wall with wide eyes.She was going for it again, that same tired good-luck kiss she tried to plant on me before every single match, like it was some contract I had signed.Every game day, without fail, she found me in some hidden corner and pressed her lips on mine, calling it luck.For the longest time I let her because when she was still the IT girls' captain she carried the power I needed on my side.But she wasn't the captain anymore, and standing here in the narrow space behind the library hall with her made my skin crawl.She rolled her eyes and folded her arms. "What the fuck is wrong with you, Graham? At this point I genuinely feel like you are just using me."I laughed out loud, the irony of that sentence coming from her mouth hitting too hard. "Using you? Tell me exactly what you think you are offering that I should be working this hard to