LOGINEighteen-year-old Emery Collins has spent most of high school wishing people would notice her. Curvy, insecure, and usually hidden beneath oversized clothes, she watches Northbridge High’s popular crowd from the outside, convinced that if she could just become one of them, maybe she wouldn’t feel so invisible. Especially to Rhett Callahan. Star quarterback. Most popular guy in school. And the boy Emery has secretly crushed on for years. Rhett has everything Emery wants—friends, attention, confidence, and a place where he belongs. But being Northbridge’s golden boy comes with expectations of its own, and sometimes Rhett isn’t sure people see anything beyond the football player everyone expects him to be. Then Emery accidentally sends a text to the wrong number. What begins as an embarrassing mistake turns into teasing, flirting, and conversations Emery finds herself waiting for every day. Talking to a stranger is strangely easy when she doesn’t have to worry about impressing him. There’s just one problem. Emery has no idea the stranger on the other side of those messages is Rhett Callahan. And Rhett has no idea the funny, sarcastic girl he’s becoming addicted to texting is the quiet girl he barely notices in the hallway. Online, they’re falling for each other. At school, they barely know each other. But what happens when the truth comes out—and Emery discovers the stranger who makes her feel seen is the one boy she never believed would notice her? And what happens when Rhett realizes the girl he’s falling for has been right in front of him all along? They fell for each other without names. The truth might be the one thing that tears them apart.
View MoreRhettI hadn’t realized how much of my day revolved around Emery Collins until I started actively trying to avoid bothering her.It was ridiculous.I couldn’t walk past the library without remembering how she’d once spent twenty minutes explaining the difference between the House and the Senate while I argued that both sounded equally boring. I couldn’t eat waffles without thinking about her. And every time my phone vibrated, I still hoped it was her.It never was.Monday night, I’d almost sent her a picture of the disgusting protein shake Parker had convinced me to try.Pretty sure this stuff was manufactured in a swamp.I’d even opened our conversation before remembering I wasn’t supposed to be doing that anymore.So I deleted the picture.That was becoming a depressing little routine.Tuesday morning, Parker dropped into the seat beside me in the locker room.“You look like somebody canceled Christmas.”“Good morning to you too.”He pulled off his sweatshirt.“Seriously, man. You’r
EmeryThe worst part about losing somebody is discovering how many times a day you need them.I learned that Monday night when I burned my grilled cheese.Not slightly burned, either. I’d managed to turn perfectly innocent bread into something resembling a hockey puck.Normally, I would’ve taken a picture and sent it to Wrong Number.Dinner is served. Reservations recommended. Fire extinguisher not included.He would’ve called me a menace to kitchens everywhere. I would’ve told him he was welcome to cook for me, and he’d probably have said something ridiculous about charging extra for his company.Instead, I stood in the kitchen holding a smoking sandwich, with tears running down my cheeks.Over grilled cheese.God, I was pathetic.“Emery?”Mom appeared in the doorway.“What on earth happened?”“Burned dinner.”She glanced at the pan.“Well, you can’t leave things unattended. Honestly, sometimes I wonder where your head is lately.”I turned off the stove.“Can you please not?”She fro
RhettI’d been staring at Emery’s message for six minutes.EMERY: Then why did you treat me like one?There were a hundred things I could’ve said.I was stupid. I was immature. Knox talked me into it. I didn’t realize how much I was hurting her.All true.None good enough.Because the truth was uglier than any of those excuses.I’d treated Emery like a joke because, at the time, I hadn’t thought she was important enough to treat any differently.And how the hell was I supposed to tell her that?I sat on the edge of my bed, typing and deleting until my fingers hurt.Finally, I stopped trying to make myself sound better.ME: Because I was a selfish asshole who cared more about what my friends thought than how I made you feel.I stared at the message before sending another.ME: You liked me, and I knew it. I used that because I thought you’d help me. There isn’t a good excuse for it.Her reply didn’t come immediately.I deserved that.When my phone finally buzzed, I almost dropped it.EM
EmerySaturday mornings used to be my favorite.No alarm clock. No teachers. No worrying about whether my jeans made my thighs look too big or whether somebody would ask to copy my homework before first period.Just pancakes, pajamas, and the possibility of spending an entire day doing absolutely nothing.Unfortunately, heartbreak had apparently decided weekends were included in its schedule.I lay in bed staring at my phone.No messages.Which was what I’d asked for.So why did it hurt?I opened my conversation with Rhett and scrolled through weeks of messages. There were jokes about pineapple pizza, arguments over waffles, and conversations I’d never imagined having with a boy.Then I reached the first picture.Me in the green dress.My face hidden behind my phone.I’d sent it to a stranger because I’d typed the wrong number.Or had I?The thought made my stomach twist.What if it hadn’t been an accident?What if Rhett had known from the beginning?What if Knox had been sitting besi
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