What do you think of Ace and Evie? Perfect couple or perfectly toxic?
[Lily] There are things in this world that I wish I could unsee. The color of Evie’s thong is one of them. I had come out into the halls in hopes of finding Atticus so that we could clear the air between us. I am so confused about what he wants from me. Is it friendship, or is it something else? And then I turned into the main hall and I got my answer. I also found Atticus. Positioned between her legs, Atticus was grinding himself into her, pressing Evie against the wall to the Legacy staircase as she moaned loud enough to wake the dead. It was such a display I couldn’t help but gasp. I had never seen something so intensely primal before. They were not just making out, they were moments away from rutting like wild animals in front of the whole school. Atticus was so wrapped up in his seduction that he didn’t notice me at first, but Evie…her eyes were wide open and she was looking directly at me. So I ran away. I didn’t tell Nyx about what I saw. I simply curled into bed, t
[Lily] Call it a moment of weakness or maybe a chemical reaction that caused a rush of stupid lust, but I met Atticus behind the gym. It was a stupid move, since again, it is a place where nobody can see us. Anything can happen behind the gym, which is why it is such a popular rendezvous for lovers. Atticus and I are not lovers. Not even close. And we never will be as long as Evie is breathing down our necks and I manage to maintain even the smallest amount of self-respect. But Atticus, to his credit, is a perfect gentleman. “Listen,” he begins his apology. “I’m sorry you had to see that thing between Evie and me. That wasn’t my idea.” He shyly rubs the back of his neck, a nervous trait that I have come to realize signifies discomfort at telling an awkward truth. He chose to wear the traditional school uniform today with the jacket and tie and crisply pressed trousers and as he talks he also fiddles with his tie, which is refusing to stay in place. “Stop,” I order him. The tie
[Lily]On our way back into the main school, Atticus outlines a plan for how we can be friends while also circumnavigating Evie's wrath. It involves a ridiculous amount of subterfuge and feels more like a spy game than a friendship. He is convinced it will work, while I know it is going to fail. "This is a stupid plan," I scoff under my breath, looking up at him from the corner of my eye trying to maintain some form of dignity as we walk through the halls. Unlike any of the times I have moved through these spaces, today everyone's eyes are on me. I'm not just walking to breakfast, I am walking there with Atticus Preston. "You mean it is a brilliant, ingenious, and wonderful plan," he praises himself. "Why thank you, Liliana, for your confidence in me. I promise I will not let you down," he adjusts his blazer as if he was just given an award. I almost expect him to bow and give a speech for his excellent performance. "Evie is an ass, but she isn't an idiot," I hiss, looking over m
[Nyx] *Click* I love Lily like a sister. I would do anything to protect her, even from herself. Seeing her standing on the Legacy stairs just behind Atticus makes my stomach clench. He is up to something, I just know it. There isn’t a kind, considerate bone in his body. This is why I don’t trust his sudden sense of guilt over how he has treated Lily these last three years. Atticus is a snake. Once a snake, always a snake. Last night something happened. I don’t know what exactly but whatever it was upset Lily so badly that she spent the night crying. Asking her about it would not only embarrass her but open up an unnecessary wound. I already have an idea of the source of her misfortune--My old friend Ace. Lily is growing close to him at an alarming rate. He went from Public Enemy #1 to Boyfriend material in the blink of an eye. Unfortunately, this means her guard is down, her eyes are closed, and she has no idea she is falling head-first into a den of vipers. It won’t be enough
[Lily] “Are you sure this is necessary?” “Do you want to be a legacy or not,” Atticus laughs. “Trust me, this is necessary.” “But how often am I going to need to walk in 6” heels across a slippery floor,” I try to turn to face him but I can’t. We have been working on my posture for the last three days and each time he comes back with even higher heels. I’m pretty sure that I’ve seen shorter stilts. “The key is to tighten your core and bend your knees,” Madison coaches. “Step on the front of your feet and think tall thoughts.” I am trying so hard to not roll my eyes at these instructions, but I’m also exhausted. I’ve been a legacy for a week, and already I’ve been given instructions on how to dress, how to talk, how to eat, and how to sit. Now it’s how to walk like a circus performer on a tightrope. Okay, maybe not. But walking in these ridiculous heels sure makes me feel like a clown. Especially since the entire Legacy Seven is here to watch me fall on my face. A few of them ar
[Lily] As he holds me tightly to his chest I feel safe, even though my brain says that I shouldn’t. My brain is smart but my heart is an idiot. So to appease the warring parts of me, I keep my eyes open while I take comfort in how it feels to have his arms wrapped around me. I am, after all, only human. And although he is a total bully and a complete jerk, right now he is treating me with so much tenderness and care I don’t know what to think. Could I have possibly misjudged him this entire time? No. Nyx wouldn’t lie about her story. I am sure every word of what she said about her pain and her suffering was absolutely 100% true. Looking up at him, the sunlight from the high windows in school makes his hair glow with bright golden light but casts his face in a dark shadow. Much like his personality--part angel, part devil. This makes his expression hard to read, although, from the set of his jaw, I can see that he is worried. Worried about what? He's a Legacy--he can do whatever he
“Follow my lead,” Atticus whispers as he pulls away from our awkward kiss. “Trust me, I’ll explain later.” Seeing my angry look of confusion, the doctor laughs. “Oh that’s right, he did tell me you had a bit of a temper. I’m sorry, you prefer to be called Evie, correct?” I scowl at Atticus. He laughs. “Don’t mind my girlfriend, she’s just in a lot of pain.” She chuckles. “Of course, Mr. Preston. It doesn’t bother me.” The doctor is swift and professional, touching my leg only as much as needed to assess the damage without causing me unnecessary pain. When she was done, she turned to me first, which earned her immediate brownie points with me. I was afraid she’d just tell Atticus what I should do instead of confirming with me first. “You need to stay off this leg until the cast is ready to come off. Usually, with a minor ankle injury, I’d ask you to stay off your feet for 2 weeks, but this is a big injury and you are a young, active person,” she gives Atticus a brief look before g
[Lily]“Explain this to me.” Nyx points at the bright pink cast. “Oh this,” I look down at the one signature on it so far, a large valentine style heart drawn in black permanent marker with the word “Ace” in big block letters, the arrow in the heart pointing conspicuously upwards. “He just wanted to be the first one to sign it.”Nyx rolls her eyes and keeps them pointed upward for a few minutes while she takes a long, deep breath. “That’s not what I meant and you know it.”I sigh. I know she isn’t going to like it. “So you know how they’ve been giving me lessons on how to be a Legacy? Well, this kinda happened during one of those.” I give a very loose explanation of what occurred, hoping she wouldn’t pry. There is so much about today that she’d find worrying, and I just can’t take another lecture from her. Our relationship has been more than a little shaking since I joined the Legacy Seven. As I spend more time with my “friends” I have less time to spend with her. The others warned