(Jackson)
I used to skip class a lot so that I could attend training. My love for hockey was more than just a hobby, it was a place I felt completely alive.
Even when I was exhausted from late nights and early mornings, I couldn't stay away. Every practice, every drill, every game was a step closer to the dream I rarely spoke about: playing professionally, proving to myself that all those hours were worth it.
But today, I felt off. I knew that it had to do with the lies that Leon was gossiping about before and the fact that Serena couldn't leave Avery alone.
My mind was a mess today, I couldn't concentrate. The fake apology burned in my head like a constant itch I couldn't scratch. Every time I tried to focus on the puck, I couldn't stop thinking about them.
I knew that I wanted to se
