JACKSON
It has already been three damn days without skating on the ice. Even though I don't want to admit it out loud, it feels like forever. I have been dry practising every single day after school back at home using the tiny information that Eliana gave me. I have been trying my best to perfect my left side and strengthen the right side so that it would be easy to kick Ethan's ass the next time we meet in the rink.
I look across the big hall and spot him. It's all his fault that all this is happening. It's his damn fault that I have missed the feeling of being on ice for f*****g three days. As though he senses my eyes on him, he turns to look at me and I don't miss the little curl at the corner of his lips. My jaw clenches and I’m tempted to walk to him and punch the stupid smirk away
