The rumor spread like wildfire through Eastview High by Monday morning.
By the time I walked into school with Isabella and Chloe flanking me like always, everyone was whispering. Heads turned.
Phones were out. Students were staring at me like I was the main character in some trashy reality show they couldn’t stop watching.
🗣️“Did you hear? Adrian Voss dared Sophia Laurent to come to the victory party…”
🗣️“They say the whole team is in on it…”
🗣️“She’s going to get destroyed…”
I kept my head high, walking like I owned the hallway, because I did. My designer bag swung on my arm, my heels clicked with every step, and my expression was pure ice. Inside, though, I was fuming.
How dare those sweaty, brainless jocks think they could talk about me like that?
Isabella leaned in, whispering
