All Chapters of The Captain that was never mine: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Shirley POV“What do you mean by tests?” I asked.Kayla’s mouth practically fell open in pure shock. “He’s your boyfriend and yet you don’t know what is happening to him?” “Well… he’s not actually—” I tried to explain, but she immediately waved her hand in my face.“No need to keep denying it. It’s practically all over school. I heard he was called in by Principal Hargrove this morning the second he arrived, and now he’s currently taking the test in his office.”I frowned. Why was everyone so concerned about his test?I let out a quiet sigh. Hawthorne really was one weird school.“Come on, don’t give me that nonchalant face, what kind of girlfriend are you, seriously,” Kayla continued, eyes sparkling. “The entire school is wishing for him to pass. Didn’t I tell you that we take our hockey thing very, very seriously. And if he does pass, we’re gonna be unstoppable. We’ll have enough reasons to gloat at the girls from other schools… and might I add, which is fucking fun.”She smiled bri

Sebastian POV “Sebastian!” I heard her footsteps behind me but I chose to ignore it and continued walking forward then her hand grab mine, forcing me to stop. “What the hell was that?!” Shirley demanded, still slightly out of breath. I turned and raised an eyebrow. “I did you a favor, like I said before.” The truth was, I had noticed her slipping away during gym and decided to follow. We needed to talk. Really talk. Sort out the mess from the motel, the photos, the rumors. But the last thing I expected was to find her meeting Brad behind the bleachers again. What the hell did she even see in that egoistic scumbag? “Look, Shirley,” I said, my voice lower now. “I don’t know what you see in that guy, but I’m not gonna let him walk over you like some piece of shit.” She stared at me with a stunned expression, completely silent for a few seconds. Then she cleared her throat awkwardly and looked away. “What about… what about, you know… the relationship?” she started in a quiet voi

Shirley POVI spent the entire next period cursing my fate, and Stacey, under my breath.Because of that foolish girl, I couldn’t focus on a single thing the teacher said. By the time the bell finally rang, my head was pounding.“Ms. Patterson, a moment please.”I turned to see Ms. Sandy, our homeroom teacher, gesturing for me to stay behind as the other students filed out. Once the classroom emptied, she gave me a gentle but serious look.“I understand that you must be feeling a lot of pressure right now…”I raised an eyebrow. “Pressure? What pressure?”Ms. Sandy folded her hands on the desk. “You know… the fact that you are currently dating Mr. Hale. The public eye will naturally be on you, and that can make anyone uncomfortable — especially since you only recently transferred to Hawthorne. Both of you are under a certain amount of scrutiny now.”I stared at her, completely dumbfounded.Was this really how my life was going to be from now on?Everyone — the principal, the teachers,

Shirley POV I dropped to my knees in front of her and cradled her face with both hands. “Mom… Mom…” She still didn’t answer. Instead, the tears only fell harder, streaming down her cheeks and making me panic more. “Did something happen to Dad? Or the company?” My voice cracked. I couldn’t stop my own tears from spilling over. "I'm fine, don't worry" “Mom, don’t lie to me. I can clearly see that you’re anything but fine. Tell me what happened. Is it Dad? What did Dad do?” Even though my parents had their differences over the years, things had never escalated to this point — never to the point where my strong, composed mother sat on the couch openly crying. She wiped her eyes for a few seconds and forced a weak smile. “I’m fine.” “No. No, Mom, don’t lie.” I shook my head, tears falling faster. “Tell me. What did he do so we can make things right? Tell me!” I gently shook her shoulders, desperate for an answer. Before she could speak, I heard footsteps behind me. Mom’s eyes li

Shirley POV “What are you doing here, bro? I thought my eyes were deceiving me when I saw your car, but then again… I was right. It was actually you.” The guy who had grabbed Sebastian’s shoulder leaned down slightly to look through the window. His eyes landed on me and a slow smirk spread across his face. “And… you’re with a beauty.” He gave me a once-over. “What’s up, beautiful?” I offered him a small, polite smile before turning my head to look out the other side of the car. Even so, I could still hear every word of their conversation. “Is that the girl I saw online? Your girl?” the guy continued, clearly entertained. “Dude… you really bagged a hottie. I don’t think any of the girls at Westfield got hot cakes like hers.” I didn’t know whether to take that as a compliment or feel completely weird about being described like a prize. Either way, discomfort prickled under my skin and I shifted slightly in my seat. Sebastian noticed my movements. He glanced at me, then back at h