You ever walk into school knowing you’re about to break a few hearts, rattle some egos, and possibly make someone cry?
Yeah. That was me this morning.
I didn’t even try to play it lowkey.
Black leather skirt. Graphic tee that said “Unbothered & Unavailable.”
Hair curled. Lip gloss popping. Confidence? Astronomical.
And I wasn’t walking in alone.
I had four ridiculously hot boys flanking me like some high school version of a royal guard.
Jake on my right, Ryder on my left. Jack and Ryker slightly behind. All brooding. All deliciously untouchable.
Let the games begin.
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The Setup
“Are you sure about this?” Jack whispered as we walked into the cafeteria.
I smirked. “She wants to tear us apart? Let’s make it look like she already did.”
The plan was simple. Fake drama. Real reven
