All Chapters of The Captain that was never mine: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Shirley POV“Ughhh… yes, right there,” The girl’s breathy moan echoed off the tiled walls of the girls’ restroom like she was auditioning for a bad romance movie. I froze mid-zip inside my cubicle, eyes widening.“Shh, baby,” a deeper, husky voice murmured, half-laughing. “We don’t want others to hear us.”Too late for that.I finished what I was doing, washed my hands as quietly as possible, and stepped out. The scene in front of the mirrors was exactly as chaotic as it sounded. Brad Walker had some brunette pressed against the sink counter, her skirt hiked up, his hand still disappearing somewhere it definitely shouldn’t be in a school bathroom. Her lipstick was smeared, his shirt half-unbuttoned. Classic.I cleared my throat, loudly, “Erm… I suggest both of you find a more private place to continue this. Not everyone wants to walk in on two people rubbing skin like it’s Black Friday at a lingerie store.”The girl yelped, scrambling to pull her skirt down. Brad, to his credit, only

Shirley's POV I immediately choked on my food hearing Kayla's question, how do I tell her that I stalked Brad’s Instagram, that would made me look like a fangirl.“Oh, goddamn it. I gotta go, bye!” Kayla suddenly blurted, checking her phone with wide eyes. She bolted down the hallway like her life depended on it, waving over her shoulder.I sighed, thank goodness she left, shoving the last bite of my bun into my mouth, chewing quickly as I stood up. The cafeteria noise was still getting on my nerves. The hallways had quieted down a lot since morning, which was a relief. Then a large, strong hand grabbed my arm and yanked me sideways.What the fuck? I stumbled into the dim janitor’s closet, heart slamming against my ribs. Before I could scream, a big palm clamped over my mouth, muffling any sound. The door clicked shut behind us.These people are actually insane. Can I not have one normal moment today?I thrashed hard, elbowing backward, but the body behind me was solid muscle.“Calm

Sebastian POVThe final buzzer had sounded minutes ago, but the adrenaline still coursed through my veins. We’d won. Westfield had beaten Hawthorne 4-3 in a game that felt more like a war than a high school matchup. I glanced across the hallway toward the Hawthorne side, where Brad Walker stood surrounded by his teammates, his face was brimming with anger and his eyes dark with frustration. Meeting him today would definitely piss him off more, so the farther I could stay away, the better. Though it would be amusing to watch his drama unfold back at home.My phone rang, cutting through the post-game chatter. My eyes lit up when I saw Mom’s name on the screen. I picked up immediately, a genuine smile breaking through.“Ma, I won my game today,” I said, pride slipping into my voice. “But I might be a little late because I want to grab some KFC with the buddies from the team.”There was a brief pause. Mom’s voice cracked slightly before she cleared her throat and spoke calmly. “Oh, congra

Shirley POVAfter the intense game on Saturday night, Brad had cornered me again near the parking lot. His ego was bruised from the loss, but his confidence clearly wasn’t. He’d asked me, more like demanded, to come with him to the after-party.“No,” I’d said flatly, meeting his eyes without flinching. I wasn’t someone easy to get. Not anymore.The flash of irritation and surprise on his face had given me way more satisfaction than it probably should have. He wasn’t used to hearing “no,” especially from girls. Good. Let him choke on it.Now it was Monday morning, my first real Monday at Hawthorne High, and I’d decided to show up looking like I owned the place. I wore my cutest outfit: a flowy pastel dress that hugged in all the right places, paired with light makeup and my favorite sneakers for that effortless-cute vibe. The school was already buzzing when I arrived. The hallways were crowded with students laughing, slamming lockers, and complaining about hangovers from the weekend pa