Friday night was supposed to be just another school party—loud music, red cups, and people pretending their lives weren’t as messy as they really were.
But for me, it was a test.
It was the first big event since Chelsea’s downfall, the first time the entire school would be gathered in one place with their eyes wide open, searching for the next story to chew on. And Jason and I? We were a story waiting to explode.
Maya helped me get ready, smirking as she curled my hair. “You realize he’s going to lose his mind when he sees you in this dress, right?”
I glanced at my reflection—the soft satin hugged me in all the right places, the neckline daring but not reckless. My heart thumped. “That’s not the point.”
She arched a brow. “Then what is the point? You’ve been walking around like you’re
