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~Samantha Lee~I didn't look back. I didn't wait for Claire, didn't care about the final scores, didn't give a single damn about my captaincy or what Mr. Jordan would say as I walked away.My vision was focused only on the glowing exit sign at the far end of the stadium. I still couldn’t believe that Hannah and Ethan are together, there was no way Tyler didn’t know about it. It all clicked into place, Hannah's sudden interest in Logan, I knew she hadn't wanted Logan for Logan. She'd wanted him to hurt me and now she was with one of Tyler's closest friends.There was no way! No way Tyler didn't know.How long had they been a thing? How many times had Tyler seen them together, heard them talking, and said nothing to me? All those times he'd held me, the kisses, the sex was it all a game? To get back at Mr for always trying to compete against him. I finally burst out of the school and flagged down the first cab I saw, "Where to?" the driver asked.I rattled off my address and the cab p

~Samantha Lee~The air in the arena was electric, it was the kind of energy that usually lit a fire straight down my spine, making every nerve ending tingle with competitive adrenaline. But today, as I watched the Cheer Chicks bounce onto the center mat in their red and white uniforms, I had some kind of mixed feelings."Deep breaths, Sam," Rachel whispered beside me, adjusting the giant red bow in her hair. "We've got this. We're sharper, cleaner, and we don't look like a pack of Pepto-Bismol bottles."I snorted, the tension breaking for a second. "Just focus on your counts, Chel, and for the love of God, don't look at Aiden while we're in the pyramid."Rachel’s cheeks flushed knowing I had caught her right there, I knew she was crushing on him.The Cheer Chicks finished their routine and everyone clapped for them. "And now, give it up for the Glitter Girls!"I met the eyes of my girls and made my way forward. The music dropped, and we hit our opening formation, the audience started

~Samantha Lee~My eyes fluttered open, blinking against the soft morning light filtering through my blinds. I was in my own bed, I was trying to remember how I got back to my own room and then I remembered a hazy memory."I wanna go to my room," I'd mumbled, and after that, nothing.He must have carried me.I swung my legs out of bed and went to the bathroom turning on the shower and sluicing away the last traces of sleep. I rested my forehead against the cool tiles, letting the water drum against my back.The thought of today’s competition filled my thoughts and I couldn’t help but wonder how it’s going to be. I stepped out of the steam-filled bathroom, wrapped a towel around myself, and grabbed my phone. My fingers flew across the screen as I opened the Glitter girls group chat.Me: GAME DAY, BITCHES! Let's eat glitter for breakfast and shine all over that mat. No mistakes, no regrets. We've worked too hard to let this slip. Let's go out there and show them what champions look like.

~Samantha Lee~The moment my lips crashed against Tyler's again, a jolt of pure, unadulterated electricity shot through me. His mouth was demanding, his tongue a hot, possessive invader that I met with equal force.My hands, acting on their own volition, tangled in the soft, dark hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him closer until there wasn't a single molecule of air between us. A low groan rumbled in his chest, it vibrated straight through me and settled deep in my core. He broke the kiss just long enough to lift me effortlessly, my legs instinctively wrapping around his waist. He carried me as if I weighed nothing, his eyes locked on mine which made my stomach flutter with a nervous, thrilling energy.He lay me down on the soft bed, he hovered over me, caging me in with his strong arms, and leaned down to kiss me again, slower this time. He explored the curve of my bottom lip with his tongue, and I parted my lips for him with a sigh."You sure about this, Lee?" he murmured again

~Samantha Lee~I let out a long slow breath as I watched how messy my room is, I was trying to prepare for the competition, the Inter-University Athletics Championship was tomorrow.A knot of conflicting emotions twisted in my gut. Part of it was the standard pre-race jitters, I was scared my team would lose, scared I wouldn't hit my personal best, scared I'd let everyone down but a much larger part of that fear was for Tyler.I kept replaying the moment in Mr. Jordan’s office when the scholarship was mentioned. The way his entire body went rigid, his knuckles white, the sharp, hungry light that had flared in his eyes. It was more like desperation, I still couldn't wrap my head around it. His father was practically made of money. Why would a scholarship mean so much to him? Whatever the reason, it was clear that it did. The thought of him losing especially to that smug asshole Logan made my stomach clench. Logan would never let him live it down, he'd wield that victory like a weapon

~Samantha Lee~“Sam, are you in there?” "Shit," I hissed, scrambling out the bed, I fumbled for the silk robe I'd left on my desk chair, yanking it on and tying the sash tight."What's going on?" Tyler mumbled, propping himself up on his elbows."It's Claire," I whispered, my heart hammering against my ribs. "She's outside my door. You need to get dressed now."He was off the bed in a flash as he scooped his jeans and t-shirt from the floor where they'd been discarded hours ago. He ducked into the dark corner by my bookshelf, a space mostly obscured by the door when it was open.I took a deep breath, running a hand through my own tangled hair to make it look like I'd just woken up, and I glanced back at the corner. Tyler was pulling his shirt over his head, his eyes meeting mine over the cotton. He gave me a tiny, reassuring nod.I padded to the door, forcing my limbs to feel heavy with sleep, and plastered a drowsy expression on my face. I opened the door just a crack, peering out.