Jamie is a lonely girl running from monsters of her nightmares. Desperate, she disguises herself and becomes the only girl in an all-boys boarding school. The problem? in the mysterious and formidable Ironcrest Academy, she is not the only one with a secret identity … but more? Will her true identity be safe, and can Jamie survive the training to uncover the mystery of what killed her family?
View MoreAfter the unexpected situation in the communal showers, I headed back to my room. They had continued their activities as if I wasn't even there. I rushed through the shower and took a chance not putting my binder on before darting back down the hall to my dorm. I didn't want to be in the shower anymore. They needed their privacy, even if they didn't care enough for it themselves. I tossed my bag onto the floor and flopped on Alec's mattress. I inhaled deeply, then I grabbed one of his pillows and buried my face in it. Alec's distinct scent filled my senses. I hadn't realized how much I'd missed it until that moment. When Alec finally let his guard down, I really started enjoying just being near him. It had all become so routine, a rhythm I'd grown accustomed to even when we occasionally butted heads. Something reassuring about his presence kept me level, even when things got messy. I rolled onto my back, staring up at the bottom of my mattress, the pillow still pressed agains
I ended up staying awake for the rest of the night. Partly to ensure Adrien stayed in bed and partly because I was trying to avoid another nightmare. They'd been happening more frequently, and the vivid images of glowing blue eyes still lingered in my mind.Adrien finally stirred around the time the sun started peeking through the curtains. He opened his eyes, giving me the strangest look before rolling over, burying his face in the pillow I'd been using.He mumbled, his voice muffled through the pillow, "Did you stay awake all night or something?"I laughed. "Well, yeah. After finding you in the bathtub, I didn't want to risk waking up and finding you on the roof or something."He rolled over with a puzzled look. "Bathtub?"He didn't remember any of that? I opened my mouth to explain, but he flashed me a grin. "Just kidding."I playfully punched him on the arm, and he yelped dramatically. "Whatever, I didn't hurt you."Adrien sat up, rubbing his head. "Damn, I have the worst heada
The ice shimmered under the bright arena lights as I skated hard down the rink, pushing the team forward. A defender from the opposing team almost collided me, but Bear crashed into him with such force that the guy sprawled into the boards. I aimed quickly, sending a shot hurtling toward the goal. The goalie stretched desperately to block it, but the puck slipped right between his legs. The crowd erupted, a sea of cheers echoing off the rink's walls. I skated around the goal, my stick held high, adrenaline pumping through my veins. I loved this. This feeling. This moment right here. His eyes met mine as I passed the goalie, and I froze. They weren't just blue. They glowed a vivid and electric blue that popped from under his helmet. Startled, I glanced up at the stands and saw more faces with those same glowing blue eyes staring back at me. I gasped, and the crowd fell silent. I startled awake, drenched in sweat and gasping for air. I realized I was alone in Adrien's
My plane touched down at the airport, and surprisingly, I felt a wave of relief wash over me as the brisk, cold air hit me the second I stepped off the plane. The humid heat of Texas had been a nice change at first, but it wore on me quickly. This chill in the air felt invigorating, almost like coming home. Walking to the baggage claim, I spotted Adrien standing at the back, almost hidden among the crowd. I sighed. Despite everything, I wasn't as angry with him as I had expected to be. When his eyes met mine, a broad smile spread across his face. He didn't hesitate. He kicked off the wall and started towards me immediately. Clearly, he had been waiting for me. He approached shyly and murmured, "Hey." "Hey..." I replied a bit awkwardly. "My flight landed a little while ago, and I noticed one of the next was from Texas, so I decided to wait for you... I hope that isn't too weird," he added quickly. I snorted lightly. Out of all the weird things, that wasn't the strangest. "No,
The next day, Riley's house transformed into a bustling hive of holiday activity, with family members arriving in waves. The cheerful chaos did little to help my mood, which hovered somewhere between overwhelmed and utterly reclusive. I stayed in my room most of the day, feeling out of place. A lot of Riley's relatives didn't even know I was still alive, so just the idea of facing their shocked expressions and managing awkward reintroductions sapped the little emotional energy I had. I traced my locket as I listened to the cheerful noise coming down the stairs. Nothing would ever feel right again without Mom. Or my grandfathers. Strangely, the locket didn't just bring images of my mom to mind. Alec was there now, too. It made sense, I guess. I wouldn't have the locket anymore if it wasn't for him paying enough attention to know how important it really was to me. I hoped he and Kris were having a good holiday. I refused to give anyone my number before leaving, citing the fa
The air was thick with smoke, and the roar of the flames drowned out everything else as I ran up to the house. The fire raged, swallowing every part of the structure in an inferno so intense that the heat made my skin prickle. Andrea, my mom's best friend, stood there sobbing uncontrollably. She saw me, her eyes widening in disbelief. She rushed over and grabbed me. "Oh my God, Jamie, you're alive... You're alive!" she cried, her voice cracked with relief. "Okay, come on now, we've got to go." She pulled me away from the burning house, away from the devastation that was once my home. I glanced back just in time to see first responders wheeling out a stretcher. The outline of a black body bag on top made my stomach clench. Was that my mom? No, no, no. "Mom!" I screamed. "Mom!" Andrea's grip tightened on my arm as she tried to drag me away, but I couldn't tear my eyes off the body bag. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. My mind raced with desperate denials as I struggled agains
Coop walked with me to the stairwell, then paused at the bottom as I ascended. I made my way to the top floor, pausing to look over the railing. He winked at me before disappearing from view.When he was gone, I turned around and headed back to the fifth floor, straight to Adrien's room. I didn't even knock. I just burst in, the door flying open as I stepped inside.Adrien was in the middle of jacking off, sitting fully exposed on his bed. His face contorted into surprise and embarrassment as he screamed, "What the fuck, dude?" scrambling to cover himself. He swiped a magazine off the bed, and it landed on the floor, flung open at the foot of the bed.I couldn't help but laugh at the image on display. It was a girl with short dark hair sprawled across a bed, leaving little to the imagination. Scoffing, I threw the newest sweat-soaked shirt I'd worn during the game at him, landing it on the bed. "Here, I don't need anything from you. Thanks, though," I said sarcastically. Then, I
Adrien tried to help me into my gear several times, but I shrugged him off, determined to handle it myself. I wouldn't rely on his assistance after what he said about Peter. I didn't want his help. Ultimately, I managed to get my equipment mostly right, and we made it up to the rink without another word. I could feel the tension simmering beneath my skin, and I knew it showed in everything I did. I was pissed. So damn pissed. The game started, and my frustration pulsed with each stride on the ice. Every save was a channel for my anger, every movement precise and cold.I quickly understood what Jules meant about being bored, as the other team rarely even got a shot off, with Bear and Thomas playing so aggressively that they barely let the opposition get past the line. Alec and Kris flowed across the ice seamlessly, their coordination perfect as they shifted the puck like an extension of their bodies. Adrien was visibly agitated, channeling his growing rage into the game. He was rut
I stood there fixated on the shirt. It was the one I'd worn to practice, unmistakably soaked with sweat from the last practice, and seeing it there literally froze me in my tracks. Adrien followed my gaze, and his expression instantly shifted from casual to flustered. "Oh, shit," he stuttered, the words tumbling out hastily, "that must have, like, come off my shirt when I dug it out of the hamper this morning. My bad." He quickly grabbed the shirt and stuffed it back into the hamper. This situation felt strangely manipulative, reminiscent of Adrien's typical tests. He always seemed to concoct those small, bizarre trials to gauge reactions or test loyalty. "Oh, so it was an accident?" I pressed, my tone sharp. He nodded, looking slightly uneasy. "Yes," he said. I continued, "Okay, so it was an accident , like you sleeping beside me the other night? I'm guessing that was an accident as well? " Adrien stopped short, his face turning serious. "Okay, so I should have probably told you
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