A cool breeze blew past me, so I straightened my coat. Would she leave me freezing out here until I gave up and left? She must have been really upset with me. Luckily, the door opened, and it was Terrence. He was looking at me a little apprehensively, so just by looking at him, I could tell that A
Laura “Laura! Wait!" I heard someone calling me from across the street, so I turned to see Jason running up to me. I was at the entrance of the building where I lived and had just gotten out of my car. Apparently, Jason had been waiting for me all this time. I sighed resignedly. What did he want no
“Look at this glutton who seems like Daddy,” I said, tickling her belly, and making her laugh horribly. "Let's go then? There’s an ice cream shop across the street,” Laura said, pointing. So she, Annie and I went to that place, where we ordered some ice cream and ate it while we talked, clearly
Laura I was lying in my bed feeling incredibly bored. I had just gotten back from work, and today had been quite exciting. “You know it’s not necessary for you to be here, right? Gid? We're just checking in,” I remembered Max saying that to his brother when he, his brother, a few other designers,
“The shoes must definitely be fake,” said Suzy, trying to convince herself of that. “Suzy, it’s just shoes,” I reminded her. “Oh, stop being boring, you old woman! Leave me alone; I want to be angry with her, damn it, what hateful! What a perfect fucking little life she has,” she grumbled. “Di
Laura I was wearing a tight red dress that went to the middle of my thighs. The dress outlined my curves in a very sinuous way and highlighted the qualities of my body. Suzy had made me put on high heels, applied heavy makeup to my face, and even straightened my naturally wavy hair. I barely reco
I slightly pulled the dress up to try to hide the exaggerated cleavage, but it clearly didn't work because that dress was made with that intention, to let the cleavage show, and now all the men were giving me that vulgar look. Look what you've gotten me into, Suzy... Several couples holding each oth
Laura “That place looks dangerous; you should have someone with you,” Gideon Bathory said, almost in a reprimanding tone. We were already far from the Queen nightclub, and I didn’t intend to go back there ever again. “Actually, I'm accompanied,” I said, pointing to Roger, who was a few meters away
Annie POV I was still on the dance floor, the warmth of the masked boy’s body against mine, my head resting on his chest as the slow music guided us. The sound of his heartbeat against my ear was almost hypnotic, and I let myself get lost in that feeling I couldn’t quite explain. He’d just said s
I swallowed hard, Caleb’s words coming back to haunt me. “Have you ever stopped to think that maybe we’ve gone too far?” He’d said that at the mall, and I’d hung up on him, but now they echoed in my head. Annie had hurt me, yes. The fight in the dorm, the way she called me fake, like I was trash she
Abby POV I was leaning against the wall of the ballroom, the cup of punch in my hand already warm and forgotten, as I watched Annie dance with that masked boy. The soft lights of the ball cast shadows over them, and even from so far away, you could feel something in the air—a chemistry almost tangi
Anne POV I was there, trying to at least pretend I was enjoying the party with Summer, letting the loud music and spinning lights distract me from the weight pressing on my chest. Summer danced beside me, throwing her arms up with that endless energy of hers, and I tried to keep up, forcing a smile
“She’s an idiot,” Summer said, crossing her arms as she looked at me with concern. “You okay?” “Yeah,” I lied, grabbing a cup of punch just to have something to do with my hands. “I just… I just want this to stop, you know? For people to leave me alone.” Before Summer could reply, I felt him befor
Anne POV It was the day of the freshman ball, and I stood in front of the mirror in my dorm room, the blue dress Summer had insisted I buy staring back at me. The fabric draped lightly over my body, the delicate sleeves and simple cut highlighting my shoulders and collarbone in a way I knew was bea
“Why do you keep hanging out with them, Abby?” he asked, and now there was a note of concern that annoyed me even more. “You know Madison’s not good for you. She uses you, and you let her.” “It’s none of your business,” I shot back, my voice sharp. “I do what I want, Caleb. Bye.” I hung up before h
Abby POV It was a lazy Sunday, and I was at the mall’s food court, waiting at the counter to pick up snacks for myself and the “new friends” I’d managed to latch onto. The smell of grease and cheap coffee filled the air, and the hum of conversations mixed with the muffled pop music from the speaker
Caleb, Abby, Madison, Nadia—they all spun through my head like a broken carousel. I wanted to tell my parents everything, collapse and ask for help, but the thought of seeing disappointment in their eyes—or worse, them trying to intervene at Oxwell to “save” me—made me swallow the words. I had to fi