LOGINHe's my brother's best friend. Which means he's been in my life forever. At family barbecues. In our living room. Riding shotgun in my brother's car. Close enough to feel like family. Close enough to know I should stay away. I never meant to ruin Enzo Moretti. Honestly. All I wanted was a story. Something that would put me ahead of my rival at school. Instead, I got a recording. A recording I was never supposed to have. A recording that somehow ended up all over the school. Now everyone's pointing fingers. The administration blames Enzo. My brother blames me. And Enzo? He hates me. Which would be a lot easier to handle if I wasn't secretly in love with him He looks at me like I'm the worst thing that's ever happened to him. No one can know how much that hurts.
View More004THE LEAKNOVAMy eyes narrow at Noah's text. This has to be about Enzo reporting this morning to him. He shouldn't have. The last person I want to worry about me is my brother. I stare at his text again and I snort. That alone is enough to tell me he's deeply concerned. Noah never cares about school gossip. The closest he'd ever come to journalism was accidentally appearing in one of my articles after getting suspended sophomore year. I look up at Ava. "I have to go.""What? Where?" She asks. I shove my phone into my backpack and grab it, before immediately changing my mind. "Actually, hold this."Before she can protest, I dump the bag into her lap. "What are you doing? Where are you going?" "Going to see my brother."Ava blinks. "And... why the hell are you leaving your phone?""Five minutes." I tell her."Nova." She shakes her head in disapproval."Ten minutes." I say again, then I point a warning finger at her. "Do not touch anything."She gasps. "The betrayal. The lack of
003HEART EYESNOVABy the next morning, I’ve slept exactly three hours. Just three hours. Yeah, I counted. It's not because I tried listening to the recording again. Definitely not because of that. And absolutely not because every time I closed my eyes, I kept hearing Enzo's voice. I sip my coffee with my eyes closed. One, two, three... "I'm dropping you off today. Your mom went ahead to work."I open my eyes at the sound of his voice. If it was like every other morning, I'd have a sarcastic comment waiting to be retorted. But it's not like any other morning. It's totally different. So I don't say a word as he rallies around, making his coffee."What's going on?" He finally glances at me after five minutes.I shake my head. "Nothing.""That's bullshit. Something is up. What's that?""It's nothing." He raises a brow. "You're not your usual chatty, bratty self. I don't care about you but if Noah gets a hint that you're unwell, it'll affect the game tonight and...""I'm fine, okay!
002SLEEP ON ITNOVAI'm so engrossed in staring at my phone and biting my fingernails nervously that I don't notice when Enzo's eyes land on me.“Nova?” He asks.I nearly throw my phone across the staircase. My head slowly snaps up. He's staring directly at me from the living room, his dark brows pulled together sharply.Shit. Shit. Shit. Triple Shit.Noah twists around on the couch. "Jesus, you scared me."Think. Act normal. Act normal. I force my face into confusion, lifting the water bottle awkwardly. “I forgot this.”Enzo’s eyes narrow slightly. He's not buying any of this. Not at all.“You’ve been lurking there this whole time?” Noah asks.I shrug, trying for casual. “You two sounded intense. I didn’t wanna interrupt your bromance moment.”Noah rolls his eyes instantly. “You’re so weird.”I let out a small laugh. Please believe me. Please. Enzo still hasn’t looked away from me. His jaw is tight now. “You good?” he finally asks slowly.And maybe it’s guilt. Maybe panic. But sudde
001EAVESDROPPINGNOVAI thought my last year in junior high school was bad enough. But senior year? My backpack slides off my shoulder as I kick the door shut behind me. Classes has been brutal enough already... three quizzes, one failed interview attempt with the lacrosse captain, and Mia Thompson hovering around the media room like a vulture waiting for my weakness.Which, unfortunately for me, she'd probably find soon. Because tomorrow morning's publication deadline is hanging over my head, and I still don't have a story strong enough to stay ahead of her. I blow out a breath, rubbing my temple as I walk toward the living room.Maybe I could ask Noah for something. Not willingly, obviously. My older brother treats hockey secrets like classified government information, but if I caught him in the right mood... or half asleep... maybe I could squeeze something useful out of him.A fight during practice. A rivalry. Recruitment news. Anything. Anything before Mia gets her claws int
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