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Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 23
JessaThe air inside Daniel’s house is thick with heat and noise the second I step through the door. The bass thumps so hard that it vibrates up through my shoes, and the crush of bodies and smell of spilled beer almost makes me turn right back around.Almost.Mariah’s hand tightens on mine, keeping me rooted to the spot. “Breathe, Jess,” she whispers, leaning close to my ear so I can hear her over the music. “You look incredible. Just keep walking. Head high.”I try. I really do.But it feels like every single pair of eyes in the room is on me.Some of them are wide with surprise, others narrowing in judgment. A couple of guys whisper to each other, and I don’t even want to know what they’re saying.My stomach twists.I knew coming tonight would be hard. After everything last weekend—the stupid spin-the-bottle game, everyone laughing, and Noah… laughing too—it took every ounce of courage I had to walk through that door.But Mariah wouldn’t let me hide.She said I deserved to feel lik
Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 22
NoahSaturday night, and Daniel’s house is already packed to the brim.Music pounds through the speakers, shaking the walls, while the scent of cheap beer, pizza, and too many bodies crammed together lingers in the air. Laughter and shouting mingle, filling every corner of the house. Typical weekend chaos in Ridgefield.Jackson and I push our way through the crowd, and as usual, everyone gravitates toward him instantly. Being the star quarterback makes him the unofficial king of this town. I trail behind, my usual role as his best friend, wingman, and occasional troublemaker firmly in place.“Carter!” Daniel shouts the second he sees me. He slaps me on the back with enough force to rattle my teeth. “Man, you missed it! Luke just tried to backflip off the porch railing.”I smirk, already picturing the disaster. “Let me guess—he face-planted?”“Like a champ.” Daniel howls with laughter, practically doubling over. “The dude might have a concussion, but it was worth it.”Jackson shakes hi
Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 21
JessaBy the time Cassie finishes with my hair, the sun has dipped low in the sky, casting a warm orange glow through the salon windows.I can’t stop staring at my reflection.The girl looking back at me doesn’t seem like… me.The soft layers frame my face, bringing out my hazel eyes. My hair looks shiny and smooth, cascading over my shoulders instead of being piled into the same messy bun I’ve worn for years.My throat tightens.For so long, I’ve been used to hiding behind my hair and clothes. Seeing myself like this feels… strange. Scary, even.Mariah beams beside me. “Jess, you are literally glowing. Look at you!”I bite my lip, nerves fluttering in my stomach. “It’s… a lot.”“It’s perfect,” she insists. “Tonight, we celebrate the new you.”“Celebrate?” I echo, panicked. “You mean like… going somewhere?”“No, no,” she laughs. “Just a cozy night at my house. Face masks, junk food, chick flicks. No drama.”Relief washes over me. That, I can handle.When we get back to Mariah’s house,
Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 20
JessaI wake up Saturday morning feeling like someone filled my chest with lead weights.Even with my eyes closed, I know the sun is streaming through my bedroom window, but all I want to do is pull the blanket over my head and disappear.Last night keeps replaying in my mind like a cruel movie on repeat.Daniel’s laugh.Jackson’s careless shrug.Noah’s silence.It all swirls together until I can’t tell which part hurts the most.Probably because it all hurts.I roll over and grab my phone from the nightstand, dreading the possibility of seeing photos from the party already posted online. My social media feeds are like landmines, and I never know when I’ll scroll right into one that blows up in my face.Sure enough, the first thing I see is a group photo of Jackson, Daniel, Noah, and a few cheerleaders. They’re grinning, arms slung around each other like life is perfect. The caption reads: Another epic night!Noah’s right in the middle, that stupid smirk on his face like he doesn’t ha
Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 19
JessaBy Friday, I’ve almost convinced myself that maybe, just maybe, this weekend won’t be so bad.Mariah and I have plans to binge-watch movies and eat junk food instead of going to another one of Daniel’s wild parties. She promised me a low-stress night, no drama, no spin-the-bottle humiliation, no football players laughing at me behind their red plastic cups.I need that.God, I need that.But as I’m walking to my locker at the end of the day, the universe decides to remind me that good things don’t happen to girls like me.I see them before they see me.Jackson.Daniel.And Noah.They’re standing near the trophy case—same spot they always take over like they own the school. Jackson’s got his usual easy grin, soaking up the attention of a couple of cheerleaders hovering nearby. Daniel’s loud, animated, his hands flying as he talks. And Noah…Noah’s just leaning against the wall, hands in his pockets, looking effortlessly cool without even trying. His hoodie stretches over broad sh
Invisible To Her Bully Chapter 18
NoahI can’t get the look on her face out of my head.Jessa.The way her eyes went wide, glassy with unshed tears. The way her lips trembled when she turned and walked away from me in the hall like I was the worst person alive.And maybe I am.At least to her.I keep replaying the moment over and over, like some kind of punishment.I see myself laughing at the football table, smirking like an idiot while Daniel and the others cracked jokes about kissing her.I hate it.I hate me.But when Jackson’s sitting right there, when half the team is watching, what am I supposed to do? Sit there and defend her? Admit that kissing Jessa Lombardi wasn’t a nightmare, that it actually… did something to me?Yeah, right.If I said that out loud, I’d never hear the end of it.Jackson would probably kill me.So instead, I laughed.Because that’s what they expect from me. That’s what he expects from me. After school, practice is brutal. Coach is on edge, Jackson’s in a mood, and the heat makes it wors
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