All Chapters of The Assistant Coach: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

"Wait, seriously? The hockey team? Are you sure about this? After all you've been through, are you okay?" Ari's questioning eyes scan me up and down, causing my head to spin with the rapid-fire questions. "Calm down, Ari. It'll be good for me, plus I get those extra credits, and mula." I reply, winking at her as she playfully smacks my arm and rolls her eyes. "Now I see why you're really doing it," she chuckles, while Henson scoffs in the background, but I choose to ignore his presence. "Did any of them notice you?" Ari's concern is endearing, but I brush it off casually. "Why would they? I'm just a nobody now. I doubt even my old fans would recognize me," I shrug, not really caring. Being a normal student is a nice change, even if the classes are a drag. "No more hockey talk, Ari. Time to hit the road," I say, glancing at the time on my phone and realizing we might be running late. Before we can leave, Henson leans in to kiss Ari on the lips, but she turns her head at the l

I'm in the middle of brushing my teeth, savoring that refreshing minty taste, when I catch Owen giving me the stalker stare in the mirror."You look like a stalker," I quip, spitting out the toothpaste and vigorously scrubbing my tongue.After rinsing my mouth with water, I grab a towel and wipe my face clean. I notice that the heater is raised to the max, and that probably has something to do with Tim.Tim changes the thermometer every time it's convenient to him, fuck the rest of our wants."Are you coming to the party? The football team just won, so it's gonna be wild at Kappa," Owen asks, reminding me of the celebration.I make a mental note to ask Rocky how the game went. Since our practices align with Rocky's games, we haven't had a chance to make it to any of his games yet, but we do watch it through the recording he brings back."I'll be there," I reply, grabbing a black T-shirt and throwing it on.I have a reputation that precedes me, Tim has told me that he heard rumors abou

We finish up practice and head to the showers, all of us covered in sweat and sand. I quickly rinse off and wrap a towel around my waist, taking a moment to observe the locker room.The guys are all chatting and laughing, a rare sight for our typically stoic group. Even Ant, who usually keeps to himself, is engaging with the freshmen, even if it's to tell the freshman to fuck off. It's clear that Leia has changed the dynamic even if the other guys won't admit it."I just needed a breather," Miller mutters as he pulls on his shirt.I can't help but chuckle at the memory of Leia scolding Miller. It was a sight to behold. While everyone was concerned for her well-being, she was more focused on calling out Miller for slacking off."She didn't even check on herself after crashing into that pole," Ronald quips, his laughter infectious enough to make Owen join in."Are you boys decent?" Coach Johnson's voice booms through the locker room, and we all assure him we are.Leia enters the locker

I can't believe Leia and Ari are throwing the pre-game party at my dorm. Owen is going to lose it when he finds out. "I saw this girl freaking out about where to have an ice hockey party and I thought this place would work," Sammie explains to Owen, who remains ominously silent, prompting her to nervously scratch the back of her head. "It's fine, not like anyone's gonna be getting it on here," Owen deadpans, surveying the room filled with booze and pizza, which earns a chuckle from me. The guys are scattered around, some drinking and watching a hockey game on the couch. Tim and Miller are pestering Ari about whether she's going to the game, while Leia is engaged in a heated argument with Kateb, as per usual.I quickly intervene when Sammie approaches Leia, sensing trouble brewing. Before Sammie has a chance to say anything too outrageous, I swiftly position myself by her side. "This is my sister, Sammie," I gesture towards Sammie as Leia's eyes travel up and down her figure with a

We all huddle together in a tight circle around the ice, shifting from skate to skate as we wait for Leia to show up. It's strange because she's never late. But here we are, standing around like a bunch of idiots, and it's starting to get on my nerves. I know she's going to come skating in here any minute now, looking all annoyed and asking why we aren't already warming up. I smirk to myself as I think about Leia finally getting wind of Boston's little team. I told Seth that I wanted to completely destroy their reputation and make their families suffer for what they did, but apparently that was a bit too extreme. So, I had to settle for just getting them kicked off the team, along with their clueless coach. Coach Johnson glides into the rink, marker and board in hand. "Why aren't you lot warming up?" he barks, his voice echoing off the walls of the empty arena. "Where's Coach Welsh?" Mason pipes up.The rest of us nod in agreement, wondering where the hell she is. "She's not comi