Jason's POV

"Jason, where are you going?" Liam asks, eyeing me wearily as I shove my hands in my pockets and walk out of the classroom.

"Anywhere but here," I say.

I walk down the hallway, ignoring the stares, the drooling, the fascination and awe... there's really nothing to be fascinated about. Maybe a week ago, before I discovered my grades were trash... when I used to feel like the king of the ice?

Now I feel like crap. A week without my spot in the team is making me seriously ...