"Two girls pretend to be straight at school but behind the art building, their kisses aren't so innocent."
Tamsin's reputation was carefully manicured, like the school's hedge garden. Cheer captain. Honor roll. The kind of girl who waved at teachers in the hallway and gave prom-queen smiles to everyone even those who didn't deserve them.
But behind all of that was me.
Lena.
Not the other girl.
Not the one with the high ponytail or boyfriend waiting by the lockers.
I was the shadow.
The hidden half of her truth.
We weren't supposed to be anything.
It started with a missed bus. We were both in detention for entirely different reasons. She'd skipped history to sneak off campus; I'd been caught drawing a too-detailed sketch of our geometry teacher. Detention had been silent until she
