ASHLEY’S POV
I had no idea what Jason was doing. One minute the gym was just loud and chaotic the way it always was during lunch rallies, and the next, the lights dimmed suddenly, making everyone gasp. Music shifted through the speakers, soft and dramatic, and the entire student body turned toward the center of the room.
Phones were out instantly. People whispered, confused, excited, already assuming something big was about to happen.
I froze when I saw Jason walk out into the spotlight wearing that stupidly charming smile he always carried, the kind of smile that made half the sophomore girls sigh and the senior boys roll their eyes. He held a microphone someone must have handed him, and he raised his hand dramatically like he was performing in a movie.
“Ladies and gentlemen,” he sai
