All Chapters of Lessons For The Hockey Captain : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Ivy's POVEvery day I had one more reason to dread college, and today I just added one to the list.My locker was jammed to a fault. I'd tried all possible solutions but nothing had worked. Currently, I was banging my hands on it and it was so loud that everyone turned to stare at me."Damn it!" I whisper-yelled and winced as pain tore through my fingers. I prayed to whatever was out there that this was just due to a humidity climb and not because one of the stupid puck bunnies decided to play a trick.I tried to pull again when I saw it give way just a little. Yes! I wedged my pen in the gap and fought the latch while the hallway emptied around me. And there I was, the fat girl who had apparently latched on to Hockey Captain Noah Carter, losing a fight with a piece of metal.Don't get me started on Noah Carter. That was a forbidden area."I think Fat Ivy has a problem with her locker." My blood ran cold at the sound of that voice. Morgan heels, who had chosen that making my life mise

Noah's POVThe ice held firm under my feet as I skated out of the rink. Today's practice had been a tough one, and I feared that I had let it show.I couldn't let my teammates know that something was up with their captain. The season would be starting soon, and then sponsors and scouts would be pouring in. We were hoping to get on the NHL, but none of that could happen if they found out their captain was sick.I walked off to the locker room, trying to ignore the questions in their gaze. I played like a total wreck today. Maybe because I was. I saw Coach Lockwood standing by the side of the door like he was waiting for me."Carter. My office."I followed him without a word, my jaw tight. The moment we were inside and the door clicked shut, he turned on me."What the hell was that out there?""Just a bad day, Coach. It won't happen again.""A bad day?" He scoffed and ran a hand over his bald head. "You looked like you'd never held a stick before. You missed passes, you fumbled shots, a

Ivy's POVToday was the day I would be having my first class with Noah Carter. Was I going through an emotional roller coaster? Yes. Did I feel like giving up? Absolutely! Would I? Definitely not.The past two days had been tough on me. I had quit working at Mac and Beers and gone to the facility immediately after class. I could still hear Anna's warning in my head. The boys might look violent but stay clear of the puck bunnies.She had been so damn right. Morgan was really not happy to see me. Well, the feeling was mutual. She'd made me fall flat on my face in front of the boys—and Carter. Who once again had looked at me like I only existed in his memory this week.That was the strange part. I was somehow beginning to think there was something up with him. He was not a big talker, but he couldn't remember when Steve, who was allergic to peaches, got a rash from drinking a peach juice without knowing. He just laughed and said he has a lot on his mind lately. There was no way he could

Ivy pov: "Ivy, please, I know you're in there!" Anna's voice cracked through another round of knocking, more frantic this time."I have to get that," I said, though every part of me wanted to stay exactly where I was, kneeling on the floor with Noah's hand wrapped around mine like it was the only solid thing left in his world."Wait." His grip tightened, and for a second the fog in his eyes cleared just enough that I saw him again…really him, the boy who used to trace circles on my palm while we talked under the stars behind the chemistry building. "Don't let go yet.""Noah, I have to…""Please."The word undid me more than I wanted to admit. I stayed a second longer, until his breathing steadied and the color started creeping back into his face, then gently pulled my hand free and pushed myself up."Coming!" I called, my voice unsteady as I crossed the room and yanked the door open.Anna stood there, phone in hand, her face pale beneath her usual warmth. "Okay, I need you to not fre

Ivy Pov:The words on the screen seemed to pulse, growing louder the longer I stared at them, until the room itself felt like it was tilting.Sources Say Team Knew for Weeks."That's not possible," Coach Lockwood said, his voice low, dangerous. "Nobody outside this room knew until tonight.""Clearly someone did," Noah said, his gaze cutting toward Morgan so sharply that even Anna, standing quietly by the door, seemed to hold her breath."Don't look at me." Morgan's voice pitched higher, defensive in a way that did nothing to convince me of her innocence. "I didn't leak anything.""You knew things you shouldn't have," Noah said. "You knew about Ivy's grandmother. You knew we'd been spending time together before anyone else on this campus did. Now a story breaks claiming the team's been hiding my condition for weeks, and you're sitting right here.""That doesn't mean I did it!""Enough." Lockwood's palm slammed against his desk, silencing the room instantly. He scrolled further down th