All Chapters of CHOOSING MY EX'S HOCKEY RIVAL: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

EVELYN'S POVThe table shook suddenly, and my pen slipped as I tried writing in my book. I ignored it, then tried writing again, but the same thing repeated. “What the fuck?” I cussed under my breath, as I pulled my headphones from my ears.My jaws dropped as I heard loud moans from the other end of the room, and hard thuds against the plywood demarcating my side from Chloe's. I ran my fingers through my hair, and I buried my head into my palms.Chloe was my best friend, and she was very well aware that I needed to pass these supplementary exams, so as not to fall off my scholarship. How could she be so inconsiderate as to have a man over?I sighed heavily as I plugged back my headphones, trying to study despite the constant shaking, but I couldn't. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I slammed my fist against the plywood demarcation three times.“Can you please keep whatever you're doing down? I'm trying to study here.”For a few seconds, I couldn't hear anything except the sound

EVELYN'S POVI paced back and forth across my room, biting my finger, as my encounter with Damien replayed in my head."I'm not falling for this guy, right?" I asked no one in particular, then bit down so hard on my finger that I drew blood.Eventually, after tiring my legs out, I crashed into my chair and picked up my philosophy textbook to study. Just as I started studying, the moaning started again. I slammed my palm against my face and let out a muffled cry. I was about to hit the demarcation, but my phone started buzzing. I paused, then glanced at my phone before picking it up.“Lilly,” I muttered, clenching my jaw. “Now is not a good time.”There were a few seconds of silence before she finally responded. “Oh… now I get why you're in a foul mood.”“What do you want?” I asked, already tired.“Hmmm…” she let out a low-pitched sound. “I just wanted to check on you, and also get gists about Damien. Rumors have it that you guys had a personal conversation after the council meeting

EVELYN'S POVMy heart kept pounding hard in my chest as he drove me off, and maybe I was starting to regret it, but there's no way I could back out now. The drive went on for a few minutes, but the awkward silence in the car made it feel like hours. Then the car stopped. We were far out of North Crest's territory, and we were now in a completely different environment that I wasn't familiar with.“We're here,” Damien muttered as he got out of the car, and I stayed rooted in the car as my heart pounded loudly in my ears.Damien rounded the car and opened my door. Then he stretched his hand towards me.“Come on out.”I hesitated briefly before finally taking his hand, then he pulled me out. My eyes landed on the massive white building before us, and it was beautiful. There was a massive training track outside the building, enclosed by a wired fence, and that really bumped me.I lifted my gaze at Damien, brows slightly pulling together. “You said I'd be able to study here without distrac

EVELYN'S POVMy heart slammed hard against my chest, and looking at his face made my knees feel like jelly. I leaned my hand against the wall, my vision blurry. Then—“You've not answered my question, Miss Evelyn. What brought you to this wing of the school, despite knowing the penalties attached to it?”Those words suddenly pulled me back into reality, and I pushed myself off the wall, clutching my hand so tight just to stay conscious. “I… I…” I couldn't find the right words. “I was attacked by a group of students, and thus was the only place I could come, where they wouldn't follow.”The VC tugged his glasses closer to his face. “Does that lessen the gravity of the sin you've committed?”I simply nodded, and he shrugged.He turned and started walking towards his office. “Follow me.”I trailed behind him carefully, fingers trembling and the sound of my heartbeat echoing loudly in my head. He stopped right in front of his office, unlocked it, and I followed him in. Then he sat on hi

EVELYN'S POVThe conversation with Damien lingered in my mind long after he'd left my room. For the first time in years, I felt like someone genuinely listened to me instead of judging. I sat at my study table intending to revise mathematics, but the brief headache and the image of the carved woman threw me off for a few minutes.“What the fuck?” I cussed, brushing my palm across my forehead. Then I managed to convince myself it was nothing more than stress caused by everything that had happened over the past week. I pushed the thought aside and threw myself back into studying because losing my scholarship scared me far more than some strange hallucination.I spent almost an hour fighting through Mathematics questions and got frustrated when I realized I kept making the same mistakes. I understood the concepts while reading, but once I started solving questions myself, everything just fell apart. I grew increasingly discouraged and began to wonder how bad it'd be if I ended up failin