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My Hockey Alpha Chapter 125

Pebbles at the Window

Nina

I cocked my head. My mother smiled up at me and pushed the plate containing my sandwich into my hands.

“Eat up, honey,” she said. “Are you alright? You look like you’ve lost a lot of weight.”

“U-Um… I’ve just been stressed.” I picked my sandwich up off my plate and took a bite, chewing for a moment, before speaking again. “Are you sure you don’t know about the Peacekeepers? The school doctor that I’ve been working with–”

“You know what?” my mother interrupted, stretching and feigning an obviously fake yawn. “It’s late, and we’ve got to be up early tomorrow to catch our flight.”

Now, I frowned and watched as she turned somewhat robotically and started to walk out of the kitchen. “But you said that we would be leaving in a couple of days…”

My mother froze again. “Did I?” she asked, her back still turned to me. “I guess I just misspoke. No, our tickets are set for first thing in the morning.”

“Oh…” I paused, looking down at the sandwich on my plate. “Okay.”

“Good night, honey.”

“Good night, mom.”

acted like she didn’t know about the Peacekeepers. In fact, her entire demeanor was a bit strange, almost scripted. It was unsettling, to say the

my plate before grabbing my suitcase out of the living room and quietly heading

on my bed and heard the springs creak beneath my weight, I suddenly felt overcome by a sense of nostalgia that overshadowed my mother’s strange behavior. Sighing, I fell backwards and splayed my arms out on the bed, running my hands along the quilt as I looked up at the old glow-in-the-dark stars on my ceiling that I’d put there when I was seven. I turned my head, looking over at my old desk that still had my high school textbooks piled up on it, then turned the other way to study the

I laid there, I heard something patter against my window. I didn’t get up right away; instead, I

then, I heard it again. And

window, only to

My jaw dropped as I saw Enzo standing on the lawn staring up at me. What was he

the window open and leaned

and how did you find

come, stepping away from the window and waiting with folded arms as he quietly and nimbly climbed up the tree. I watched as his hand, then his leg, followed by the rest of his body, came through my window. Once he was through, we stood there in silence for a few moments; mine was a disbelieving sort of silence, while

appearance, especially after how he’d spoken to me in the locker room and even more so after what his father had said

he said quietly. “I’ve

Enzo approach and suddenly felt his warm arms wrap around me. My eyes widened, but as I inhaled

“You can’t stay,” I whispered, taking a step back and wiping the tears away with my hand. “Your father… I

eyes widened. “You spoke to my

I get involved with you, he knows where my mom and my

deep, rattled sigh. When I looked up, he was staring intensely at

why you’ve been pushing me