They think I’m doing this for Katy. Good thing they don’t know half of it.
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When I walk into Ivy Cafe, I’ve already sold fifty tickets. Fifty. But it’s not exactly impressive when you consider Allison has a rival breathing down her neck and the clock is ticking for me.
I can’t exactly crawl around campus at night trying to sell these things. Not possible.
The first table I spot with a big group looks like an easy target. I take two steps forward, ready to work my magic, when I notice someone already there, handing out tickets. She must’ve felt my stare, because she turns and shockingly, it’s Celeste.
Wait… she’s the one trying to snatch Allison’s role? Honestly, I’ve seen desperate sides of her before so this isn’t even that surprising.
She closes the distance betwe
