Todos los capítulos de I'm not a boy, and the rival hockey captain knows. : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

Blake's POV.“My grandmother can move faster than that!” Coach shouted.The puck was on my stick.I could hear the crowd screaming, but I didn't pay attention to them.My eyes were fixed on the puck.I've been training for this day all my life, and I wasn't prepared to let it slip off like that.I pushed my skates harder against the ice, blades biting cold air, moving forward as fast as I could.One of the players from the other team came straight toward me, and I moved to the left.He followed me.I quickly moved to the right, and he almost caught me.“Fuck!” I cursed under my breath.I smirked as I pulled the puck back and moved around him.“Blake!”I heard Coach shouting from the side of the rink.“Pass the fucking puck, boy!”I looked up just in time to see Roman, the team captain. He was open.I wanted to pass the puck to him, but another player got in the way.I tightened my grip on my stick and kept moving.“Everyone eyes on Blake!” Coach shouted.But I guess it was for the oth

Blake's POV“We have an emergency,” I announced, slamming the door behind me.Jason looked up from his phone, his brows raised. “What’s up, Blake?” he asked. “You didn’t pick up your call last night, and the guys said you left the party. I was worried.”I paced around the room, still trying to remember how I ended up in a stranger’s bed wearing someone else’s clothes.Did I get drunk? How could I have been that careless?No. I didn’t. I shouldn’t have been careless.Either way, what happened last night?Did we have... sex?!I screamed, pulling at my hair.“Hey!” Jason shouted. “Are you okay?”I didn’t stop pacing.“He knows,” I revealed, my voice unsteady.My heart was beating so loudly and hard that I was convinced the people next door could hear it.“Who knows?!” Jason demanded, already panicking.I turned to him, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I don’t know his name,” I said. “I just grabbed my clothes and bolted.”“You grabbed your clothes?”I stopped and turned toward him.I swa

Xavier's POV.I kept checking my phone every chance I got. There was still no message from that tiny little girl.She must have thought I was bluffing when I threatened to report her to the school and make sure she gets sued by the team for Voyeurism.Yes, I was that petty.I don't have a personal problem with her. She was good at what she did. The game and pretending to be a boy for over a year and no one suspected anything.Seriously, were they that stupid? I wouldn't change in front of someone who wouldn't change in front of me. I wouldn't even let them in the locker room.But the team was just as ridiculous as this school.Thank God, my coach fought for me to remain on their team even after my father transferred me.My father hated hockey. He wanted me to take up the family's company, and lead the company into a billion dollar company, but after he divorced my mother and got custody of me, my grandfather saved me before my father turned me into a heartless prick.My grandfather wa

Blake's POVI slapped the alarm clock's switch and sat up, stretching my arms above my head. Then I climbed out of bed and walked over to the windows.“Morning, sunshine,” I greeted, drawing the curtains aside.“Fuck,” he groaned, using his pillow to shield his eyes from the blazing sunlight.“Don't you have a test or something this morning?” I asked, pulling the sheet away from his body.“That's tomorrow, bitch,” he groaned.“Either way, you're late for class.” I shrugged. “I'm having breakfast at the cafeteria, so you don't need to cook anything.”“Yeah, like we have another fucking choice,” he replied weakly.I smiled and rushed into the bathroom to get ready.After taking a shower, I quickly threw on some plain clothes and stood in front of the mirror, trimming my hair to the right length.Jason had also finished dressing and was standing in the corner, rummaging through his backpack.“Have you seen my keys?” Jason asked, looking around.I walked over to my drawer and pulled out h