Page 113 of The Friend Zone

No? I’ll introduce myself to the ones who haven’t met me yet. I’m a puck bunny’s worst nightmare.

My job is to expose those filthy sluts who prey on unsuspecting hockey players on every campus in our country. The same sluts that chase professional hockey players once they graduate.

All these gold diggers want is marrying a hockey player. They chase the money, the fame and luxury that comes with those big NHL paychecks.

Last year I exposed one of the worst puck bunnies on our campus, Lakyn Woods. That shameless slut wasn’t satisfied with one hockey player. No, that greedy whore succeeded in getting engaged to three future NHL rookies, including one with a royal title: Prince Luca Leighton-Rossi.

Once Lakyn left Star Cove, I went back into anonymity. But you see for yourselves why I had to come back.

Unfortunately, nature doubled up on the slutty gene. Lakyn’s twin sister, Bay Woods, is just as promiscuous as her infamous sister, as you can see.

She’s even worse, actually.

Not only did Bay already have a hockey player boyfriend. It was none other than one of the most popular men on our campus. The Gamma Delta Tau president Topher Mumford.

One boyfriend wasn’t enough for our slutty puck bunny. As you all can see from the photographic evidence I just offered you, Bay Woods is now fucking three of our Cove Knights.

It doesn’t get any sluttier than this, if you ask me. But Bay must have some real skills, if she got one of her new men to build her a house.

You might look at the Woods sisters and think that being gold digging sluts pays. Believe me, it doesn’t. The world is watching and judging. You have been found wanting.

What happens to a puck bunny when her hockey players get bored with her? When they realize that she’s distracting them, that she’s the reason why their team is on a losing streak?

She gets dumped and discarded like a bag of old jock cups. And believe me, no one will want three guys’ sloppy seconds.

Women like Bay Woods will be a cautionary tale for every woman on this campus who thinks she’s entitled to bite off more than she can chew.

This blogger will personally see to expose every dirty puck bunny on this campus.

As usual, all the photos here are time stamped. Enjoy.

Before I leave you to message Bay Woods and tell her how much we hate disgusting sluts like her, I have one last thing to say. Not all the women on this campus are shameless puck bunnies. Most of us are genuine hockey fans and want to see our team win another Frozen Four.

Hopefully, the Knights and Coach Miller will get rid of the bad juju brought in by greedy puck bunnies and will turn this season around.

I hope you’ll all join me in saying: GO KNIGHTS!

The noise in the room is deafening as everyone is commenting on the photos and on the mysterious blogger’s post. Some people are laughing and there are a few catcalls in Bay’s direction.

Fuck.

I look around and Jagger and Cole are standing up, too. We’re all looking at Bay, frozen on the stage like a deer in the headlights.

I move on pure instinct and so do Jagger and Cole.

We advance toward the stage in a way that reminds me of how we move on the ice. It’s just a lot slower, since there are obstacles in our way and the wooden floor of the Dean’s huge dining room isn’t covered in ice.

“Someone turn that screen off!” The Dean yells.

We’re almost at the base of the small makeshift stage when Bay finally springs into action and bolts.

“Bay!” I call, but she can’t hear me in the mayhem of people reacting to that horrible post. “Bay, wait!”

She’s at the door before the guys and I can change course.

Damn, how can she run that fast in heels?

CHAPTER 23

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