All Chapters of The Jock I came to Destroy : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Westbridge University looked nothing like the pictures.Sienna stared out of the taxi window as they drove through the campus gates.The pictures online had shown neat buildings, green lawns, students laughing beneath trees.The real Westbridge looked like someone had taken all those things and thrown them into one crowded place.Students were everywhere.Some were rushing to class. Some were sitting on the grass with laptops open. A group of guys were arguing over something near a food truck, while two girls walked past wearing basketball jerseys with the same name printed across the back.CALLAHAN.Sienna frowned.She had seen that name about twenty times since entering the town.“Is he the mayor?” she asked.The taxi driver glanced at her through the mirror.“Who?”“Callahan.”The man laughed.“No. Basketball player.”“Oh.”That explained nothing.The taxi stopped near the main entrance.“We're here.”Sienna looked at the fare.Then at the driver.Then back at the fare.“That can't

Sienna had never understood why people screamed at basketball players.They weren't saving anyone.Nobody was being chased.Nobody was on fire.Yet the second Jace scored, the entire arena sounded like it was about to collapse.Sienna sat between Maya and a girl she'd met approximately twelve minutes earlier.The girl was already yelling.“COME ON, JACE!”Sienna flinched.“Are you okay?”The girl looked at her.“What?”“You screamed like someone stepped on your foot.”“I was cheering.”“That was cheering?”“Yes.”Sienna nodded slowly.“Interesting.”Maya leaned closer.“Please don't start.”“I'm not starting anything.”“You've been here ten minutes and you've already offended two basketball fans.”“That's impressive.”Maya sighed.“You're impossible.”Sienna smiled.She looked back at the court.Jace had the ball.The crowd started chanting his name.“Jace! Jace! Jace!”He dribbled past one player, then another.Sienna watched him carefully.He was good.Really good.She'd expected th

Sienna stared at the door.Then at Maya.Then back at the door.“Did you invite someone?”Maya was half-asleep, her head buried in her pillow.“No.”“Are you sure?”“Yes.”Another knock.“Sienna?”Jace.Definitely Jace.Sienna's stomach did something unpleasant.Maya finally lifted her head.“Is that Jace?”“No.”Maya blinked.“He just said your name.”“I know.”“So that's Jace.”“Thank you, detective.”Maya sat up.“Why is he here?”“I don't know.”“Did you invite him?”“No.”“Did he invite himself?”“I don't know.”“Then open the door.”Sienna stared at her.“Why?”“Because I'm curious.”“You're a terrible friend.”“I've accepted that.”Another knock.“Sienna?”She took a deep breath.Then opened the door.Jace stood there wearing a black hoodie and gray sweatpants, his hair still slightly damp from a shower.Sienna stared.“You're dressed.”He raised an eyebrow.“Were you expecting me naked?”Her eyes widened.“No!”He laughed.“Good.”She stepped aside.“What are you doing here?”

By Friday morning, Sienna had developed a new survival strategy.Avoid Jace.It was simple.It was sensible.It was also completely useless.Because apparently Jace had developed his own strategy.Find Sienna.Everywhere.She saw him outside the cafeteria.Then near the library.Then outside her afternoon class.By the third time, she stopped walking.“Are you stalking me?”Jace, who was holding two coffees, looked offended.“I'm being friendly.”“You've been friendly six times today.”“Seven.”She stared at him.“Seven?”“You forgot breakfast.”“I didn't forget breakfast.”“You said you weren't hungry.”“That is not the same thing.”He handed her a coffee.She took it despite herself.“What is this?”“Vanilla.”“You remembered?”“I remember things.”She narrowed her eyes.“That sounds suspicious.”“What?”“You're becoming thoughtful.”“Should I stop?”She took a sip.“No.”He smiled.“I knew it.”“You're still annoying.”“I can live with that.”They continued walking.Sienna glanced

The old equipment room smelled like dust, sweat, and something that had been left to rot.Sienna stood in the doorway and wrinkled her nose.“Why does every suspicious place smell like this?”Jace glanced at her.“Because suspicious places aren't known for good housekeeping.”“This is disgusting.”“You're the one who wanted to come.”“I wanted answers. I didn't realize answers came with mold.”Jace almost smiled.Almost.He was too tense.The equipment room had been locked when they arrived, but the broken latch hung from the door like someone had ripped it apart.Inside, old basketballs sat in wire baskets. Boxes were stacked against the walls. Dust covered almost everything.Almost.Sienna noticed the floor immediately.There were fresh footprints near the back shelves.She crouched.“Jace.”He followed her gaze.“Those weren't here before.”“You're sure?”“No.”He raised an eyebrow.She shrugged.“I've never been here before.”“Then how do you know?”“Because they're fresh.”He loo