เข้าสู่ระบบCLARA'S POVJaxson immediately dropped his arm, completely distracted by the soft, heartbreaking sound of his little sister crying in the doorway."Lily?" Jaxson asked, taking a step toward her. "What are you doing awake, squirt? What's wrong?"I didn’t waste a single second. I snatched the sketch out of his loosened grip, shoved the paper directly into my thick sketchbook, slammed the cover shut, and hugged it tightly against my chest.Lily completely ignored Jaxson. She walked right past her brother, shuffling across the bedroom floor, and buried her tear-stained face directly into my legs. She wrapped her tiny arms around my knees, sobbing loudly."I had a scary dream," Lily whimpered, her voice shaking. "I dreamt mummy doesn't come back."I dropped down to my knees instantly, wrapping my free arm around her small back. "It is okay, Lily," I whispered. "It's just a dream, mummy's gonna be back, she surely will."I scooped her up into my arms and stood up tall, balancing her weight
CLARA'S POVThe red dress hugged my figure perfectly. I didn’t look like the invisible housekeeper anymore. I grabbed Maya's red lipstick she'd left in my purse, reapplied it carefully, and grabbed my phone. I took a few selfies in the mirror, turning slightly for the angle, actually smiling at my own reflection for once instead of picking myself apart.I opened my photo gallery and scrolled happily through the dozen pictures Maya had airdropped me from the photo booth, the whole strip from the booth, plus a few candids of me laughing with James. We looked so happy together, and I felt truly grateful.I didn't bother changing my dress; it was tight, but I liked the way I felt.I grabbed my sketchbook off the desk and flipped it open, meaning to jot down some ideas while they were still fresh in my head.As I flipped it open, a loose piece of paper slid out and fluttered onto the messy sheets. I picked it up slowly. It was the detailed sketch I'd drawn the other day, the one that looke
CLARA'S POV Sloane's face went from red to something worse. I glanced sideways and saw Jaxson reach for her arm, trying to pull her back a step, but she yanked it away before he could say anything."You know what, forget this," she said, raising her voice. "Forget all of you!" She turned and stormed out of the hallway toward the front door, shoving past two people on her way out."Sloane, wait!" Jaxson called out. He looked at us, looking completely pissed off and stressed out. "You're wrong about this, Sloane! Stop!"Jaxson ran after her, disappearing down the hall to try and stop her from crashing out any further."You're wrong about this," I heard him say as he caught up to her near the door, before the noise of the party swallowed the rest of it.James let out a long breath and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry about that. She gets like that sometimes.""It's fine," I said."You guys want something to eat? There's still a ton of food out there."I glanced at my phone; I had jus
CLARA'S POV "Yep, that's her," Maya said proudly."You look completely different; I almost didn't recognize you," Charles said.We took a few photos together, me, Maya, and the boys; James put his arms around my shoulders for some. Then Charles's girlfriend called him from across the room, and he took off with a quick wave.Maya pulled me toward the photo booth James had set up near the back, and we took picture after picture, some silly, some serious, Maya insisting on getting a few just of me alone."For you," she said, showing me the little printed strip. "So you remember tonight."JAXSON'S POVI still stood at the top of the stairs, watching everybody swarm around Clara. I couldn't believe my own eyes. Every guy in the room was looking at her. Miller, James, Charles — they were all taking pictures with her, laughing with her, complimenting her.I felt a deep discomfort in my chest the whole time, and I couldn't figure out what it was. I wasn't jealous. I didn't do jealous. But I
CLARA'S POV "The corset dress you tried on yesterday at the bakery! And all the others, they're right there, the red one too!""Maya, no," I shook my head quickly. "I told you yesterday, that dress is way too tight; it shows too much skin. I can't wear that in front of all those people.""Yes, you can!" Maya grabbed my shoulders tightly. "Listen to me, Clara! Sloane wants you to run away. She wants you to go crying and feeling sad for yourself. Are you really going to let her win that easily?""I just don't want any more negative attention," I argued."You're already getting attention! Make it the good kind!" she said. "Stand here. Don't move an inch. I'm running to the truck right now." She unlocked the bathroom door and sprinted out before I could say another word. Two minutes later, the bathroom door flew open. Maya rushed inside, completely out of breath, holding a black plastic garment bag."I ran all the way," she panted, locking the door again. She unzipped the bag and pulled
CLARA'S POVThe crowd around us gasped and started laughing out loud. Sloane just stood there with a cruel smile, holding her empty red cup while everyone stared at me."Maybe next time you’d know when to shut up," Sloane said loudly. The girls standing behind her giggled, the cafeteria scene replayed in my head, and I felt like the ground should open and swallow me whole. I wiped the sticky fruit punch from my chin. I shivered as the freezing cold liquid soaked through my purple dress."What the hell is wrong with you?" Maya yelled, shoving her way through the circle of guests. She shoved the cups at some random guy standing nearby and stepped toward Sloane."Oh look, the silly friend is here again," Sloane mocked loudly. "Two paupers make a bunch, I guess."The crowd laughed much harder, and Maya stepped right up to Sloane's face. "You did that on purpose! You are a pathetic, miserable bully!"Sloane didn’t flinch. "Watch your mouth, Maya. You don't belong here either. This isn't S
He stared at me. I stared right back. Our eyes fixed on each other. The world did not end, though it felt like it should have. His mouth opened. "What the hell?" he screamed. "Adene? Is this a joke? Are you stalking me now?" "Jaxson." Maria appeared behind him, but her eyes moved straigh
I stared at the screen until the light burned my eyes. Removed from the W******p group. Then from the squad. What for? What was my offense? My phone rang out. Maya was calling. I picked up. "Clara? Are you seeing this?" Maya’s voice was frantic. "I just saw the notification. I tried to message
The word hit me like a physical blow to the chest.Filled?This couldn't be true. I needed this job. It wasn't just a job; it was the medicine in my mother's veins. It was the roof over our heads."Maria, wait," Mrs. Gabe pleaded. "I spoke to Helena this afternoon. She said—""And I am speaking t
Clara’s POVSterling Heights Academy – CafeteriaThe warm milk dripped down my hoodie, soaking into the thick fabric.I didn’t have to look up to know who it was.“Oops,” Sloane smirked. She held the empty milk carton like a trophy. “I thought that was the trash can. My bad, scholarship girl. You’r







