Sixteen

As soon as my classes were over, I stomped over to the arena and sought out Ace on the ice. I walked on and slowly made my way closer so he could hear me.

“Ace Huxley!” I screamed.

He spun around and almost fell on his ass when he heard me.

“Isla!” His face lit up as he took his helmet off and skated over, but it quickly fell when he saw how pissed off I was. “What happened?”

“Have you been going around telling people we’re sleeping together?”

His eyes shifted sideways. “Why would I do that?”

“Then, why did some random girl from my class who looks like she would be the last person to care about something like this, say you have been confirming all the rumours about us, which doesn’t help the other rumours about me!”

His face turned stone cold. “What rumours about you?”

I scoffed. “Like you haven’t heard. I’m the hockey slut, I supposedly let all the players have their turn at me before I go running back to you. Ring a bell?”

“Who the hell is saying that?” he roared, then spun around a