LOGINAmelia Thompson just wanted to finish her last year in highschool in peace and move on to the next stage of her life but little did she know that she would come across the drop dead handsome Blake Andrews. It was love at first sight for the both of them but still, Amelia knew she couldn't afford to fall for a playboy like Blake. Despite all odds, Amelia knew that battling her feelings for Blake would be difficult but she was ready. Or was she?
View MoreAmeliaAmelia sat in the passenger seat, her fingers drumming against her lap as her mother drove down the long, winding road leading to Blake’s house.The second day of their project work had arrived, and as promised, her mother insisted on driving her. Amelia hadn’t thought much of it at first, but now, as they neared their destination, she could feel her mother’s excitement radiating off her.“You know,” her mother said, her voice laced with nostalgia, “I still can’t believe Evelyn's son is in your group. What are the odds?”Amelia shrugged, her gaze fixed on the trees lining the road. “Maverick High isn’t that big. It was bound to happen.”Her mother chuckled. “Still, it’s a pleasant surprise. Evelyn and I were inseparable back in high school. We did everything together.”Amelia turned to look at her mother. “Then why did you two lose touch?”A shadow passed over her mother’s face. “Life happened. College, work, marriage... We both got busy. But I never stopped thinking about her.
Blake Blake was fuming.Catherine was an idiot. An insufferable, possessive, delusional idiot.He had told her time and time again to stop meddling in his business, but she never listened. Her jealousy was out of control, and today, she had made a complete fool of herself. Worse, she had dragged him into the mess.He clenched his fists as he stormed toward Principal Jerkins’ office. The second the final bell rang, his name had been called over the intercom, summoning him immediately. He knew exactly why. Amelia had gone to make a report at the principal's office and the principal had summoned him to warn him. The moment he stepped into the office, Principal Jerkins looked up from his desk with a tired expression. "Blake, have a seat."Blake crossed his arms. "I’ll stand."Jerkins sighed. "Fine. I’ll make this quick. You need to tone down your behavior."Blake scoffed, leaning against the chair in front of the principal’s desk. "And what behavior is that exactly?"Jerkins gave him a
AmeliaAmelia stormed through the hallway, her steps quick and purposeful. Enough was enough. She had tolerated Blake and his entitled nonsense for too long. Catherine and her minions had pushed her patience to the limit, and she wasn’t about to let them get away with it this time. If the school had any sense of justice, something had to be done.She reached the principal’s office and knocked firmly on the wooden door. When there was no response, she tried again. Still nothing.A sigh came from behind the front desk. Amelia turned to see the school secretary, a middle-aged woman with rectangular glasses perched on the bridge of her nose. She looked up from her computer screen, arching a brow."Principal Jerkins isn’t in at the moment," the woman said, adjusting her glasses. "You’ll have to wait if you want to see him."Amelia exhaled sharply. Of course. Just her luck. "Do you know how long he’ll be?"The secretary shrugged. "Shouldn’t be too long. He had a meeting with some board memb
Blake.Blake didn’t like being late. Not because he cared about rules—Maverick High’s staff wouldn’t dare punish him considering how much money his father pumped into the school every year—but because he preferred to arrive on his own time, under his own terms.Today, however, he had decided to drive himself to school instead of letting one of the drivers take him. His father had just added another luxury car to their collection, sleek and powerful, and Blake needed to show it off.As he pulled into the school’s driveway, students turned to watch, their eyes filled with admiration, jealousy, or curiosity. He smirked as he parked, taking his time stepping out.He untucked his uniform shirt just enough to break the dress code without consequences, ran a hand through his hair to give it that effortless messy-but-still-perfect look, then slung his backpack over one shoulder. His car keys dangled loosely from his index finger as he strolled toward the school building, shoulders squared, exu






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