TREY
The first thing that fills my line of sight when we step into the conference room is a massive digital projection occupying the far wall.
It’s a frozen frame of the VSU blog–specifically, the side-by-side comparison of my bonfire kiss with Skylar, placed right next to Shawn and Cherry’s desperate lip-lock, topped with some ridiculous caption.
Ah. So that’s the video Skylar was practically hyperventilating about in the hallway.
Honestly, I don't give a solitary s**t about campus gossip, viral polls, or whatever electronic sewer the student body frequents. While the rest of the school was obsessing over clips, I was busy running digital background checks to pull up anything I could find on Skylar. But looking at the screen now, seeing my hand buried in her ass while she wrapped her
