Ariana's POV
I pushed open the dorm door, still replaying the conversation with Jace in my head. My bag slipped off my shoulder and landed with a thud on the floor. Becca was already sitting on her bed, legs crossed, phone in her lap, but the second she saw me she dropped it.
“Ariana Brooks,” she said, eyes wide. “You better sit down right now and tell me what the hell is going on.”
I froze halfway to my bed. “What do you mean?”
Becca pointed at her phone screen. “Maya made a post now everyone is talking about you and Jace Carter.
But this time it looks way too real. You went on a date with him? A real one?”
I sat down slowly on my bed, my hands gripping the edge of the mattress. My heart was still racing from earlier. “It wasn’t a real date. It was… part of the arrangement.”
Becca
