All Chapters of Our Love Story : Chapter 11 - Chapter 18

Blake.Blake wasn’t sure what was more ridiculous—the fact that he had been studying all morning or the fact that he actually cared about impressing Amelia.Not that he’d ever admit it cause if Charlie found out, he’d never let it go.Blake leaned back in his chair, flipping another page in the physics textbook he had borrowed from the school library. His room was quiet, save for the occasional scratch of his pen against paper. The notes he had scribbled looked nothing like his usual ones—this time, he was actually paying attention to what he wrote instead of just doodling in the margins.It was absurd. He was Blake Andrews and he had never needed to study before. Teachers either cut him slack because of his status, or he managed to scrape by without much effort. But after that physics class the other day—after Amelia had completely shut down his rooftop experiment idea—something in him had shifted.She had made him feel stupid. No one had ever done that before and instead of being pi

BlakeBlake had always known that his mother spoke fondly of her high school years. It was one of the things she never got tired of talking about—her best friend, Ruby Bridges.Growing up, he'd heard the name more times than he could count. Whenever his mother talked about friendship, loyalty, or memories of high school, it was always Ruby this, Ruby that.It used to annoy him.He'd never cared much for his mother's nostalgic ramblings, and he certainly never thought he'd meet the daughter of the famous Ruby Bridges. Yet, here Amelia was.It was interesting. His mother had adored Ruby. He could still remember the way her eyes lit up whenever she spoke about their high school days. And now, standing here, realizing that Amelia was her daughter, things made a little more sense.Amelia had that same sharp wit his mother always described in Ruby. The same stubbornness. The same unshakable confidence. No wonder she got under his skin. Still, the realization didn't change the fact that she

Blake.Blake didn’t like being late. Not because he cared about rules—Maverick High’s staff wouldn’t dare punish him considering how much money his father pumped into the school every year—but because he preferred to arrive on his own time, under his own terms.Today, however, he had decided to drive himself to school instead of letting one of the drivers take him. His father had just added another luxury car to their collection, sleek and powerful, and Blake needed to show it off.As he pulled into the school’s driveway, students turned to watch, their eyes filled with admiration, jealousy, or curiosity. He smirked as he parked, taking his time stepping out.He untucked his uniform shirt just enough to break the dress code without consequences, ran a hand through his hair to give it that effortless messy-but-still-perfect look, then slung his backpack over one shoulder. His car keys dangled loosely from his index finger as he strolled toward the school building, shoulders squared, exu

Blake Blake was fuming.Catherine was an idiot. An insufferable, possessive, delusional idiot.He had told her time and time again to stop meddling in his business, but she never listened. Her jealousy was out of control, and today, she had made a complete fool of herself. Worse, she had dragged him into the mess.He clenched his fists as he stormed toward Principal Jerkins’ office. The second the final bell rang, his name had been called over the intercom, summoning him immediately. He knew exactly why. Amelia had gone to make a report at the principal's office and the principal had summoned him to warn him. The moment he stepped into the office, Principal Jerkins looked up from his desk with a tired expression. "Blake, have a seat."Blake crossed his arms. "I’ll stand."Jerkins sighed. "Fine. I’ll make this quick. You need to tone down your behavior."Blake scoffed, leaning against the chair in front of the principal’s desk. "And what behavior is that exactly?"Jerkins gave him a