LOGINJaxon’s POVThe cheerleader stood outside in the parking lot light, one hand still raised from where she had tapped the glass. She was standing alone but she looked almost as unsettled as Hazel did.Hazel’s breath came out sharp. “That’s Brielle.”“From the squad right?”“Yes.” Her voice flattened. “Don’t open the window.”But Brielle was already shaking her head, both hands up now, palms out, something urgent in her expression that didn’t read like a threat.I opened the window just a little in case she wanted to do anything stupid.“I’m not here to cause trouble,” Brielle said immediately. “I just… I need five minutes. Please.”Hazel’s jaw was tight. “You were there tonight.”Brielle closed her eyes for a second. “I know.” “Then you have nothing to say to me.”“Hazel.” Her voice cracked slightly. “I am here to help you. Please just… five minutes. That’s all.”I looked at Hazel. She was staring at Brielle through the glass with an expression that had many emotions. She gave me a s
Jaxon's POV I sit in my car outside Hazel’s dorm for a moment longer, engine still running, hands gripping the wheel. Sasha’s words keep replaying in my head… Hazel was alone and targeted, Tiffany and her group striking the moment she was alone. The campus felt too quiet, the streetlights casting long shadows that did nothing to calm the knot in my stomach. I had driven fast, but now that I was here, a wave of dread held me in place. What if I was too late again? I finally killed the engine and stepped out. The night air was cool and heavy. Inside the dorm, the hallway stretched quietly and unnaturally empty. My footsteps sounded too loud as I moved toward the entrance lounge. That was when I saw her.Hazel sat curled in a dim corner near the side entrance on the bench, knees drawn up, arms wrapped tightly around herself. The overhead light barely reached her, leaving half her face in shadow. Even from a distance, I could tell she wasn’t fully present. Her shoulders were slumped, h
Jaxon's POV I sit alone in the living room, the house wrapped in silence. The clock ticked past ten pm, but sleep felt impossible. My phone is on the coffee table. Hazel hadn’t answered any of my calls or texts since I last saw her. Every attempt I make goes to voicemail or sits unread. I have been feeling uneasy for hours, a low hum under my skin that refuses to settle. Something was wrong, deeper than her usual distance after everything had exploded online. I keep replaying our last conversation in my head, searching for anything I could have missed… I know my apology wasn't enough.I rub my eyes and lean back against the couch, trying to convince myself she just needs space. But my mind went through every worst-case scenario. That’s when my phone suddenly rang. Sasha’s name flashed across the screen. I answer immediately, my stomach already tightening.“Jaxon?” Her voice cracks, thin and strained in a way that instantly told me this wasn’t a casual check-in. “Thank God you picke
Hazel’s POVI looked up from where I sat, confusion flashing across my face for a split second before realization then fear took over. The colour on my face drained the moment I knew I wasn't alone. The room suddenly felt smaller the instant a group of girls walked in all masked. My music posters and fairy lights suddenly looked pathetic. There isn’t a place for me to run to. The door was blocked, the window was too high and far, and I was cornered. “Stay quiet and don’t even think about running cause you’re surrounded,” Tiffany said, her voice low and steady as she pulled her mask down just enough for me to know who exactly was doing this. “This is finally happening,” she said.I try to move away, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. Two of her girls move fast, grabbing my arms and shoving me back onto the bed. She watched as I tried to struggle out of their grasp, my legs kicking uselessly as another girl pinned my shoulders down. They were much stronger than I was, and th
Tiffany’s POV I had not slept properly since Hazel went live on her blog, in fact crazily, since I found out she was the face behind the blog.The memory continually replayed in my mind every time I closed my eyes. The bold look on her face as she spoke, every detail she revealed concerning her blog which made me sick. I couldn’t stop scrolling through the comments.“She doesn’t deserve to go scot free.”“I ended my three-year relationship because of this bitch.”“I wonder what Jaxon saw in her when he decided to date her.”“She came out and took responsibility for her actions but that isn’t enough to justify the amount of reputations she ruined”“I’m so glad that I wasn’t ever included on the list of people she decided to ruin.”“I'm really grateful because I found out my boyfriend was cheating on me.”Hazel had ruined not only my life but also that of my friends, because she decided to run her mouth and not mind her damn business… and now she wants everyone to clap for her because
Hazel’s POVBy the time I got back to my dorm, pushing my room door open, Sasha is already sitting on her bed with her laptop open and she looks up the second I walk in, the moment she lifts her head up and sees me she closes her laptop. “Hey,” she says.That's all…something about it feels off, like she's saying it to a stranger. I feel my heart thump and my eyes water. My throat tightens as I hold everything in.I sit on my bed and press my phone in my palm, snuggling my nose while trying hard to hold back the tears from falling. I press my hand on my lap and bit my lower lip.“You good?” Sasha moves from her bed to my side, warmly pulling me into her arms, and she rubs my back silently. She grabs a bottle of water from her desk and hands it over to me.I take a gulp and sigh. “It feels like my life is literally over.” I sigh. “I did nothing wrong and yet I have to be punished.”“Well…” she trails off. “Sometimes life is like that.” She shrugged her shoulders.“That’s it? That’s all
Hazel’s POVThe arena was packed to the brim as everyone gathered to watch the first official game that’d kick-start the season this night.The stands were a sea of moving colours, painted faces and min-flags raised high up in the air. Pom-poms blurred in the corner of my vision from the chair squa
Jaxon’s POV“This isn’t fair.”The words came out rough, torn straight from my throat, but I didn’t take them back. My chest felt like it was on fire, like someone had reached inside and was strangling my heart with both hands.“You can’t just leave like this, Hazel.”But she wouldn’t even look at
Hazel's POV The moment Jaxon’s lips touched mine, I felt immense heat course through my body like wildfire.The tingling sensation was just too electric.Every nerve ending came alive, every coherent thought scattered like they were never there. His hands were everywhere—my waist, my back, grazing
Jaxon’s POVHazel’s hand was warm in mine as she pulled me away from Trey, her grip firm and relentless.I could still feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins, the urge to give Trey a piece of my mind never really fading. “Hazel, you’re about to make a mistake by not choosing me!”Trey’s voi







