ALLISON’S POV
I should absolutely sneak into Chioma’s room and dump ants all over her bed. Honestly, that’s the nice option compared to what I want to do to Celeste.
And Aaron? If ticket sales are what he wants, then fine. I’ll give him ticket sales.
I slump onto my bed, groaning as I kick my feet against the mattress. This is the first time I’ve ever been cast as lead. Two whole years in that club, showing up, rehearsing, putting in the work and now they want to shove me out.
Yeah, no. Not letting that happen.
But how am I supposed to sell more tickets than Celeste? How?
Being popular in Cadston actually matters, and unfortunately for me, that’s her whole personality. There’s a reason she looked so confident, and so smug, like she’d already won. She probably thinks this is a joke.
